Destination Dreamland Poem by Adam Holmes
Destination Dreamland
Skipping stones
Rolling heads
Falling stars
Unmade beds
Put me back the way you found me
Pieces pieces, the puzzle has too many
Throw me back in my box
Save it for a rainy day
Speeding cars
Flying planes
Floating boats
Passing trains
Where did I come from? Where am I going?
Destinations destinations, feet have too many
Send me home
These shoes can’t make the trip
Reaching hands
Unanswered prayers
I want what you have
Wishes wishes, the mind has too many
Rock me to sleep
For the world inside my dreams
Is where I want to live
This poem is too much for me to digest at this reading. I gave it a provisional 10 because I found nothing here but talent and creativity. I'll take this one as a favorite and read it many times. Greenwolfe 1962
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5/6/2024 11:24:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A nice peice of poetry, Adam.