Saturday, September 12, 2009


slept in
awakening to soft sunshine,
I stretched
moving dreams
from deep in muscles.
Your words linger still, haloed loosely
around ears,
a touch of gold,
a slight of hand,
rivals Midas,
for every pound
he’s worth.
Aleathia Drehmer 2007 Published by The Cartier Street Review 7/09


Michael Solender said...

soft and round, it hardly made a sound..more like a low whoosh..

Aleathia Drehmer said...

This was also just translated into Portuguese and published in an email distributed fashion to 1700 people around the world. It is called Art in 8 Seconds.

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