He Sends Her

He sends her dreams
She spins her spells
Down by the seahore where
She sells her shells
The ocean screams
For there he dwells
Still, forevermore where
She spins her spells
He sends her dreams
She wishes well
Inside her spell
He sometimes screams
She sells her shells
Outside her dreams
Down by the seashore where
She spins her spells
Weaving moonbeams
For there he dwells




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Written on 2015-11-27 at 07:16

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Nancy Sikora
I like the way the dreams and spells are symmetrical bookends in this poem. And I wonder-- so dream senders do so intentionally?
2015-11-27

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Dear Ghost, Loret.
by Chaucer Whethers