Here's another poem that hasn't had an airing on the blog since 2010 and which I have included in my new collection.
Many
dreams never come true, but they are all worth the dreaming if only for the
sake just one that does...
WAKING UP
TO LOVE
There’s a tree in a field
that sings me a love song
every time I’m sitting
where it rises from the ground;
listen and you’ll hear
the lyric of a love song hanging
on a dream lost and found
By a tree in a field
we wrote our first love song,
bodies entwining
as we lay there on the ground,
sharing with the birds
such joy, such passion, hanging
on a dream lost and found
There’s a tree in a field
that watched us kiss and part,
not daring to believe
as we lay there on the ground
how gay love might
survive a world left but hanging
on dreams lost and found
To a tree in a field
we returned to write a love song,
bodies entwining
as we lay there on the ground,
sharing with the birds
such joy, such passion, a waking
dream lost and found
[From: Tracking the Torchbearer by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2012]
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