Hello folks.

...a brief poem, which was dream-inspired.
The dream: I'm riding on the top of a train (boxcar, specifically), which is rolling through a beautiful and otherworldly grove adjacent a dark forest. The "grove" reminded me of a hallway of sorts--only an "outside" hallway, and this gave way to the poem's title. Hope ya like it.


OUTSIDE HALLWAYS
 dark train thru dream
 nite raging/rolling incandescent sparklight
 where i feel your groves/i know your air
 lank-shadow presence upward bent
 i alight left hand ladder grab
 long-bone right-wrist
 bobs & weaves
 caress the boxcar top the moon-fist
 Sophia! Sophia! all-wise-goddess: goddess-wisdom give me
 Jasmine Angel’s clouds unfold

the dream lives me