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Dreams in Two Voices

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Every day, a photograph, a poem. Today, my friend Terry Elliott posted a poem, a dialogue about who we are— where the “I, Me” derived, perhaps from the dreams of what is around us, like your books and readings.

And so I responded with parts of his poem, and a bit of my ideas about “my dreams” and, indeed, how I became “me,” an extension, a connection, and a remix with my friend.

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Dreams in Two Voices

Terry Elliott
~Sheri Edwards~

What else do you observe?
I see those dreams.They are all the books on my shelves,on my desk,always front and centerin front of me,sidetracks from my own dreams

~A bouquet of beliefs,
some held, others
discarded: a choice
for my own dreams
to bloom.

it needs me

to live…

~Lest they fade
In ever-yellowing
as dust
whisked away
with the wind

find an eddy somewhere

and a sandbank

to drag my undreaming self upon…

~To swirl the
spirits and let sprout

but new ones this time.

And mine

~and mine.~

remix of Terry Elliott poem by Sheri Edwards
031922 078.365.22

For more on the writing process, see the What Else Dreams post.

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Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart

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