Radio Mornings Poem by ryan blood
Radio Mornings
she dreamed into me
filling me
with the ghosts
& memories
that still remained
tenants of her thoughts.
somedays
i think i have a chance
of catching her.
and then i hear
the faraway sound
of a dj
giving me the date
and time
and a top 40 hit
comes on the radio.
good f_cking morning
to you too
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4/18/2024 8:36:02 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Mornings are special for Morning people - anything that breaks the sweetness of reverie or an impeccable silence is rejected with vigour. Love the lines: ...ghosts/& memories/that still remained/tenants of her thoughts... Astonishingly mature thinking for 15! Rgds, Ivan