Reverie Poem by Sandra Feldman

So much to do
And so little time
Available!
Time,
Which I mentalize
And squander,
Daydream,
Write poetry,
In wonder
Remembering,
Old films that
Still hold me
Hostage,
As priorities,
Old thunder
That loiters,
In the slumber
Of my dreams,
The gnawing ones
The most beloved ones,
Those that I know
Won't come true
But aide imagination,
And sometimes
Somehow are
The animation
That helps us cope,
And see Life thru.