You erupt

In a bright and final way

I do not expect you to conform

To anything

You are a solar storm

Of yourself

Igniting the world

Caesar too had a dream

But did not notice

The dark edges moving

Like an army

To the center

Of nothing

He could not help

But enter the shadows

You cannot help

But enter the light

You spill the cup of flame

And let it burn you


Into a wild

Cosmic sight

Calm this whole thing down

Let’s return

To the ordinary

The half-glass

Of juice on the table

The promise

To call me when you’re able

The genie-dream in the empty bottle

You left behind

I have to go now

I have things to do

Out in the sunshine

That reminds me so much

Of you

© 2022 Julie Flanders

April is Poetry Month Day 22

Image by: Timothy Dykes



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