The Melody of Verse
by Melinda Ward
This imagination unrestrained by reality,
becomes the fantasy of all that we
will ever have.
You and I are the melodies that play themselves to dusk, but never get old.
We’re the chords built to form rhyme in this blank verse.
More than the renewal of a lost feeling, we become a patchwork quilt of stars, with more than fabric to shine for us at night.
Ideal surrealism has a new place to dwell when it finds its way to our hearts.
