In dreams I travel where I will.
Although I do not have the skill
to dictate where I want to go
Some people can do this I know.
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Long, long ago as poets know.
A sonnet was a little song
without rules you had to follow.
There was no way you could go wrong.
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The fairy dust Jack Frost has cast
across the rooftops liberally.
Now twinkles in the orange glow
Recalling scenes from long ago.
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I fear the sound of booted feet.
They inspire painful memories
though fragmented and incomplete
I can recall so vividly
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She was pretty clean and neat
from her head to her bare feet.
The kind of girl to whom I cater.
She looked good enough to eat.
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The right attitude
I do not fear the night
although deprived of sight, I know
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The softly sighing sea it seems
surreptitiously alters dreams.
Subconsciously the ebb and flow
of surging tides which come and go.
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What is the truth? No man can say
Each sees it in a different way.
My truth may not be true for you
Yours may differ from mine too
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No moon tonight, no stars in view.
The darkness rules triumphantly
There’s nothing left for us to do
but ignite the gas, create light.
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Nobody cares, nobody dares.
Show sympathy to such as me.
I’m just a bum, an unwelcome
reminder that you too may com.
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