Happy ’s Sol’s Day!

Love and Smoke!

I had a Dream Last Night

You Were There

You Smiled at Me and walked Away

I ran after you my heart pounding

Fires of passion burning

I reached out to touch your hand

But poof, smoke

Then Nothing but ash.

My fire turning to smoke

Writer’s Notes:

I haven’t written in a Long time. I have been concetrating on my YouTube Channel and learning to cope with my hypersensitivity, which has been and interesting journey of discovery.

This poem is actually based on a dream I had. I found myself in the woods and there she was in front of me – my old love – Miss Salty. In the dream I ran after her trying to catch her and then I finally got close enough to grab her hand. At that moment she turned and laughed and then faded into wisping smoke.

My feelings in the dream went from blazing to nothing. Fire to smoke, smoke to ash.

I wonder if I will ever find love again. I am a half a year away from becoming 55 and I wonder if love is even possible for me anymore. I miss it. The inspiration. The cuddles. The conversations. The sex. But where is it for me? Right now all I seem to have is memories and ash.

I remain.

The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher.  The Grey Wayfarer.

Skal!!!