Dreamcatcher Poem by JJ Evendon

Dreamcatcher



The sound of darkness
is broken by light hearted laughter.
Crowd gathers
to applaud
the cavalcade of stars
drawn by mystics
across heaven's majestic canvas.

That, my dearest, is a sight
where only dreams -
carried on a breath of wind -
are picked
by the dreamcatcher's web
under the presence of a crescent moon.

Dreamcatcher
Wednesday, March 7, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: mystic
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