I had a dream the other night
I saw a planet, cobweb white
Creaking as it spun around
So stiffly at the speed of sound
A small pale moon encircled it
A ghostly child that clung half lit
I’d thought I would return to earth
I’d thought I’d try again for birth
I went in for a closer look
On a mountain top I found a book
I tried to but I couldn’t read
The words which looked like scattered seed
The stories left for me were lost
I crossed horizons and recrossed
Them, nothing moved below on ground
With sifting dust the only sound
I turned to face Andromeda
What tide to catch to go so far?
What harbour star could draw me in?
Forgotten endings, re-begin?
Katie-Ellen Hazeldine, July 2010.
