night thoughts

last night I had a dream

but ... 

night thoughts

ephemeral

cannot be something one has

Or had

 

so I lived a dream

a brief moment

as an artist

swirling colors on canvas

with bold strokes

and feathery ones

 

in my dream

with paint on my hands

I saw what I created

and could touch, smell, believe

the night thoughts

until …

 

where did what I had, go?

 

the swirling colors

bold strokes

and feathery ones

in the morning light

stick figures

on college rule