I’m on the bus in Mont-Dauphin
young sunburned boys are looking at sunburned girls
with low cut tops and tan marks on their thighs
taking the overnight Intercités train
where sleep is found in drizzling dots of lights and darkness
interspersed with wolves
Perpignan, Marquixanes, no stop beckons
but memories pile, like popping candy
fizzes in your mouth just long enough
to remind you how you once felt
in your own brand of youth
dirty and wide-eyed from the road
19 Replies to “Anticipating wonder”
Want more of this.
To be reminded of anticipating wonder is one thing, but to be reminded to anticipate wonder, that is gift.
So powerful, rich, and evocative!! So well done!!!
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TheFeatheredSleep – A reminder on a bus.
The way you articulate yourself is just beautiful love. I always adore what you write.
The ‘interspersed with wolves is a surprising line and it fits somehow. I like your memories, the dirt is something we need reminding of. It often gets left out.
Nobody’s ever said they liked my memories I love that Willow girl 💓
Et tu my friend you inspire me with your out put and your creativity so much 💓
😉 I’ll try! 💓
Damn, this is tight, Candy.
Love this, so much:
“where sleep is found in drizzling dots of lights and darkness
interspersed with wolves”
i remember a specific train ride now, your poetry always makes me sigh
Lovely! Thanks for the follow on I Write Her! 🙂
I thought I already was so I corrected my error!
Awww thank you, lovely. 💖💖💖
Beautiful memories of times past!
A beautiful concept
They are vivid memories and true. The past is mottled for everyone except the deluded 🙂
true excellence here ❤
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