Leaves and Water

Image by lakewentworth via Flickr

I wish I could show you my dreams:

The one last night, with the trees thrusting

into the clear blue, and me on my bike

looking up, and telling God

my wish. If I could

I would take a photograph

And post it here, of the dream

where I’m washing my hair

using leaves for suds.

I wanted so much

for you to see it.

I wish I could play you a movie

of what I saw last night

the baby on the couch,

the cat long gone ,

the dust, like curtains

of mist. And the night before

And the night before that.