Dream Catcher

By Patty Dickson Pieczka

No silence falling

like snow to bury the path

home, no frost lacing

its wreath of chalk

and rubies, no unstrung cello

waiting in stillness,

 

only you singing to my ebbing

spirit, holding music

in your hands like moonlight

until trees made of marble

sway in the breeze, and stars,

flowing in the silky, black river,

ring their tiny prayer bells

as they spill over stones.

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As the recipient of the Library of Poetry Book Award for 2012 from the Bitter Oleander Press, Patty Dickson Pieczka‘s second book, Painting the Egret’s Echo was published in 2013. Other awards include the 2010 Frances Locke Memorial Poetry Award, first place in the ISPS poetry contest for 2012 in the free verse category, and a nomination for an Illinois Arts Council Award. She is the author of the book Lacing Through Time (Bellowing Ark Press, 2011), and a chapbook, Word Paintings, (Snark Publishing, 2002). She graduated from the Creative Writing Program at Southern Illinois University.  Writing contributions have appeared in many journals, including Bluestem, The Bitter Oleander, Blue Unicorn, Crab Orchard Review, Eureka Literary Magazine, Red Rock Review, Sierra Nevada Review, Willow Review, and The Cape Rock.


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