IMOGENE’S NOTEBOOK
Chasing Miracles
A poem
In the haze of a nightfall
before all colours burn off,
I fish out the Scarlets,
Gold and Yellows.
I sprout them under awnings
and wear them behind curtains.
I plant wet cherry petal kisses
under dreary gray skies
and taste silver-white love letters
in every winter’s first flurry.
Below the braided thick clouds
and the Moon’s buried smiles,
I gather fireflies from cityscapes
to charm my muses in the skyglow.
I cherish stories by bonfires,
shine poems in the candlelight.
I save the hazel-eyed dreams
for lovelorn gazes into the dark.
And one day,
when the stars begin falling,
I’ll be here again to catch every light.
© Madhuvandhi Ravi 2024