Haven’s Dream- Michael Erickson

Go Dog Go Café

Quiet as a gathering storm,

You kiss me by our pond.

The world runs on at a voracious pace,

While we pause to catch our breath.

Beyond it stretches our haven still,

Rippling with the future.

We dip our thoughts and shared hopes,

Beneath the shifting mirror.

Now with arms intertwined,

We wait for what is to come.


Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.

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