Dragonfly Dreams and Dandelion Seeds

I’m riding a lime green dragonfly to the silvery moon 
to pick a snow white wishing dandelion waiting there for me
Here in this vastness in the indigo night watch sky 
It’s only the dragonfly, the dandelion, the moon, and I.

Upon encountering the raucous North wind with joy we 
raise our voices and sing, blowing the white wisp weeds-to-be 
we spread them into the shimmering Milky Way sea.
Now done with the deed in a whirling dervish flurry
my dragonfly steed flies me home to my bed in a hurry.

And as I shudder awake from this fantastical dream, 
I find myself delighted and amazed to see 
clutched within my soft hands are cottony seeds
So now I ponder, is this magical life all an elusive dream?

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

Linda Lee Lyberg is an author, poet, wife, and mother. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 23 years and her dog, Ricky Bobby who loves to go real fast. She writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. Several of her works have appeared in various anthologies and online literary magazines.
You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com and her Amazon Author Page

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