image from boyofbow.com
I had so many dreams
Not all large
Nor even yet small
Though they came in bright colours
With once or maybe twice
One arrived in sepia
But they glittered away like the stars
At times they shone strangely like Mars
Then, I let my eyes wander
Over a wide open vista
Before me the thunder rang loud
Then lightning shot down
Arcing straight to the ground
So, I closed my eyes for a moment
Or so I thought at the time
Yet, when I opened my eyes
The sun shone down from the sky
And the night had flown away with the moon
Always wanting to be set free
“In Search of” you will see
When head, hand, eye and heart
Are working together again as one
Broken Puppets are done!
© Susan Jamieson 2013
Owls and Orchids 
I definitely feel like a broken puppet sometimes.
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