2 poems by Ryan Flett : “How Dreams Die” “Some Nights”

How Dreams Die

A primal scream--
   my voice
meets the wind
   and the remains of
a dream are scattered
   like ashes

Some Nights

Some nights my thoughts
   shimmer like
sunlight on water,
   and some nights my thoughts
are so numerous they
   could fill the voids
between the stars.

Still some nights they
   dwindle to
one thought that beats
   like a drum in my skull.
And on some rare nights
   they elude me altogether,
like the moon
   escapes the sun at dawn.

Some nights
   the answers are so clear
I pluck them
   from the ether and
put them in my pocket,
   but upon waking I find
I've forgotten the questions. 


Bio: Ryan has been writing poetry since about 2019. Some of Ryan's favorite poets are Mary Oliver, Charles Wright, and Charles Bukowski. He currently work as a registered nurse and as a programmer at a small video game company a friend and his founded this year. Writing has always been a passion of his, and he has found poetry is the ideal way for me to express myself. Ryan has had some work published in Eve Poetry Magazine, but primarily post his work to Twitter (@ryanwritespoems). Ryan is currently working on my first chapbook. Ryan lives in Oregon and is a Pacific Northwest native.

By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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