DREAM CATCHER (inspired by Brooke Shaden)

(Photo Credit: Brooke Shaden; More of her at http://brookeshaden.com/gallery/)

You hand me five balloons

drawn on pink paper of dreams

Your teacher has listed:

1

2

3

of your matchless beauty leaving

4

5

for me – ‘THEY’ stare back,

...Mother knows best

weaving butterflies of your choice

flitting along your path of dreams

growing with breaths of spring

as you twinkle laughter in insouciant caress

of petal-like cut from the remnants of that pink paper

I wonder what could define you as unique,

bowing down to ticking pauses of seconds

shameful, unable

to spell the names of your colours – 

Mother knows best...

Don’t ‘THEY’ know?

You are an undisguised blessing – gift

wrapped by an umbilical cord

listening to my unheard footsteps,

while I beat the daily noise and

tie your feet in anklets for and of conveniences

often, shadowing them as call of duty

4

5

–What do I write about my harvest moon?

Poetics: Passion of Brooke Shaden. 

Post midnight here (IST). will catch up soon