Open Poetry #38 |
Mortal Dreams |
lost4dm New Member
since 2006-05-28
Posts 6Louisiana, USA |
Illogical belief in the fatal misunderstanding of human dreams. Dreams that offer no promise of choice. Wanting is irrelevant of having. Even those things I never knew now leap before me and pledge false idolitry. Walls of crubling stone summon forth images of some shadow reflected on bloodstained waters. Wait for the fatal blow in the pale glimmer of dusk. Angry child living withing my sacred hope, silence your howls of despair; give me peace when I fall asleep. Let this night be still. Dreams are only dreams, ready to abandon me in the predawn exile of waking. I have no faith in dreams, for in them, lie the seeds of my incurable madness. |
||
© Copyright 2006 Kerri Johnson - All Rights Reserved | |||
Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
I have no faith in dreams, for in them, lie the seeds of my incurable madness. I have known this madness of dreams, too. Very thought provoking first post, much enjoyed. Welcome to Pips! |
||
SEA
Moderator
Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
"Let this night be still. Dreams are only dreams, ready to abandon me in the predawn exile of waking." I understand this completely Welcome to Pip! *please check your email for a special greeting! |
||
Greeneyes
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
a wonderful start to these blue pages, HI and Welcome....I hope you enjoy your stay with us..... Greeneyes~ And so it those we live with |
||
⇧ top of page ⇧ | ||
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. |