The Secret, by Melinda Giordano

Last night
I dreamt of something
That made me laugh
The lurking humor
Wandered through my dreams
A subtle diver
And when it surfaced
I was awake

My dream
Was a secret
A house of mirth
Where I stayed the night
But I woke with a riddle
A confidence
That filled me with gratitude
And a sly joy


Melinda Giordano is a native of Los Angeles, California.  Her written pieces have appeared in the Lake Effect MagazineScheherazade’s BequestWhisperingsCirca Magazine and Vine Leaves Literary Journal among others. She was also a regular poetry contributor to CalamitiesPress.com with her own column, ‘I Wandered and Listened’ and was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize. She writes flash fiction and poetry that speculates on the possibility of remarkable things – the secret lives of the natural world.  Melinda is interested in history and anything to do with Aubrey Beardsley, her favorite artist.
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Posted on December 21, 2016, in Issue 19: Speculative Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

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