Shot in Nyköping (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Someone, somewhere
dreams in images of hope.
A blue moon shines
upon a ruffled bed
under stars, the milky way
and night, bathes
the county’s roofs,
tree-lined hills and bends.
The hour fades,
leaves still green
wave farewell,
turn to gold and tangerine.
A curtain blows,
hustles in a grainy dawn.
Above, the swallows congregate,
announce years end
in the hazy gap
between wakefulness and sleep.

© 2012 Louise Hastings