Brummet's Conscious Blog

-- Poetry --   Today I'd like to share a poem from the most recently published poetry book: Rhythm and Rhyme (1st edition).  This powerfully emotional piece was written within moments of a strange dream I had back in March 2011; only wisps of dream memory remained as I wrote this down in an attempt to capture the remaining strands on paper. Mom often used the phrase "building your castle in the sky", beaning to always dream of something better, to have hope. This poem can be found on pages 56-57 in the book. -- Wings on a Breeze --  I dream of feathers; Ruffled and rippling By the force of the wind, ...Sounds like laundry on a line Swept back by a brisk breeze. I'm "Alive" And I lament a life of bitter resentment, The terrible need for approval... Now faded with her death, Leaves this mind weighted down By thoughts of sacrifice  And loss. A regret that childhood Dared me the strength to support While circum...