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Is It Poetry

(1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Dreams- Dreams Of Falling To Sleep


In front of my mind in back of my eyes
and I being a child didn't have to look very far.
And then without change the great point of light,
the fuzzy white safe round colored ball.
From the time of before it took shape growing larger.
Until right before I would fall asleep then it finally burst,
and the light of white liquid,
as it covered my body like yours a cocoon.
And as it happened I knew of all that was outside.
I closed my eyes and I believed more like you.
And now everyone like me has again gone to sleep,
to old to grow and to old to know why.
That each point of light between your two eyes,
will be shown to you soon and out of that eye I see you.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, March 12, 2014

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  • * Sunprincess * (6/8/2014 7:22:00 AM)

    ............love this write....you took us there to the point before the dream explodes and shows us the world.....enjoyed... (Report) Reply

  • Marieta Maglas (3/11/2014 3:49:00 PM)

    two little butterflies
    with growing wings
    in their cocoons
    dreaming the sky
    and the flowers,
    wanting to leave their
    white colored balls
    in order to find
    the sky and the flowers
    of their dreams (Report) Reply

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