Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Alberto Zayden poetry from Echoes and Dreams

DREAMCATCHER by Alberto Zayden

The sieve worked at first

Only good ones passed

Like tiny balls of couscous

Filtering through a dreamcatcher

Of nylon panty hose

But the nightmares

Cloying and relentless clogged the web

Ice-smooth and skated off

Rappelling towards us down the sides

On the backs of hungry spiders

For days we prayed to the alarm clock

A flash of blood red LEDs our only hope

Embarrassed by the silence of a coddling timepiece

It could not bare to let us know

That we had never been asleep

Philip Gardner- Oberon's Grove- and Michel Ayello