Time Strayed Off In Cherry Brocades

time travels too I dreamed, we dreamed
in a golden carriage marriage of earth and skies
and the bent wheels flying

off, the horses lurching shining the sea lanes,
drifting the passersby
we loved its raveling cherry brocade

and woke too soon the moons beyond our grasp
in the looking glass while the pasts strayed home
the bride adjusting the flowerstitched hem

and music flows under ground never heard from again
no no you chme it must return the children having learned
all lessons well and breaking forever

the evil spell.

mary angela douglas3 february2018