Bullseye and his wishing well eyes

[eclipse]

The moon walks with Bullseye through his dreams

as it's reflection lands on park waters and winter

streams. Ghosts of Pearson park hint without whispering

of story's to make Bullseyes eyes sing themselves into

transfiguration to become wishing wells, spirits faces 

are minted in moonlight and placed at the bottom of

the water.

 

The wind becomes a tongue for spirits whose songs are

sung to a handsome dog ambling through Pearson park,

the moon has ended its hunt for a repository, an ark to

store resting narratives of park residents who have passed

away and want to relive their restive tales. Each ghost lays

with Bullseye who sleeps, his heart is raised to the sky-a 

satellite soaked in moonlight, each spirit makes a wish to

summon their story and the sky is furnished with flashing

images to become a stage until  a handsome dog wakes

to wistfully add his own wondrous passage.

 

 

[FrasMac]

I enjoyed this tale of a dog in his dreams. The opening lines of S2 roll off the tongue effortlessly.

[Tinker]

Ah Bullseye is endearing.  This poem not only has a little whimsy it also has a hidden touch of rhyme.  I liked it.

~~Tink