diminishing (the daydream)

Poem #202 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction


he dies
a little
as the daytime
turns
into night

from skipping
on the rays
of sunshine
to descent
into the dark

into nothing

where he loses himself
a small amount
every time

morning comes
eyes open up
the sun is here
again

but the gloom
of the deep and dark
clings

it costs something
costs some
time

before he can
skip along
on golden rays

and the dark
will come again
too soon
to claim him

one day
he fears one day
he will stay
sleeping
in the nighttime

one night he fears
one night
no sun
will rise
for him


© Frank Prem 2018

Bachelard and me Poem #203: nymph waters

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