Dreams

When Young, we dream

And through our Twenties chase 

The Phantoms of our making

Till Life slows its pace 

My Brother loved Illusions,

Worlds, within a Screen

So vivid, he forgot reality

He studied,

Shape and Color 

To carve, a Mark of Name 

But doors, stayed shut to Talent,

And Effort turned to Flame

When our Parents aged soft with years

He folded his dreams

Like shirts in the cupboard

Tucked them away

And took a Desk of Government

To labor through the day

Human Hearts are Weather

They shift from Sun to Snow 

We live, in Dreams a Thousand 

And lose more than we know 

What happens to the Broken,

The Ones that never came?

Do Angels thread them softly as beads

Into another’s Name?

Or do they drift in Ether 

Like Bubbles lost to Sea

Until a Madperson finds them

And claims their Destiny

I wonder what Birds imagine 

In Slumber, soft and deep

And what my Cat was Dreaming

In her Eternal Sleep

They say, our Pets are Chapters 

But we their Whole Design 

You, were Loved beyond

Forever and for Mine

So quietly, it hurt