dreams cling to neon signs
from the city’s countless eyes,
i blink ~
tape butterfly wings
to wishful words, while
tomorrow ends in yesterday
& night takes hold.
photo credits: google image search
30 thoughts on “Neon”
I really appreciate the peace stilling quality this poem leaves me with. Thank you for that.
thank you so much for your visit and beautiful words. always, Always appreciated.
it means a lot to receive them from such a wonderful poet.
This is the best piece you’ve ever written. It almost makes me want to cry!
It’s so sad, and beautiful!
Society and economy makes our dreams not seem worthwhile, or even conceivable, but their our dreams, and that should be reason enough to pursue them.
thank you very much, Daan – so good to see you.