Small Choices

Dawn kisses the edge

Of my dreams;

Already they’re fading,

Lost to the day.

The sky brightens

With a scheme of small choices,

Each seemingly insignificant,

But any one could create

A surprise new pathway.

Was there something

I should have remembered?

I chase the last molecules

Of the night’s revels,

But they’re wisps on the wind,

Dancing out to the stars,

Perfect gone ghosts,

Too insubstantial to matter.

I get up.

I wash my face.

I make toast.


Prompt provided from the Daily Echo

28 responses to “Small Choices

  1. Toast is always good.

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  2. From supernatural to ordinary!

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  3. This is amazing!! πŸ™‚

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  4. I like the transition from one ‘world’ to another.

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  6. Amazing how a dream fades to reality.

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  8. Love the poem and particularly the down to earth ending πŸ™‚

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  9. Very clever wording…

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  10. This is so beautiful πŸ’œ

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  11. Great poem!

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