Phantom Poem by Tobbie WhiteBird Crowe

Phantom



Are you real,
A dream come true,
A hope that reaches reality?

No.
Your but a phantom of my mind
Rushing by;
Never seen by waking eyes.

Never more to dream or sleep,
Life's reality remains unseen,
Ghosts and counter parts repeat
Living is a dreamer's dream;
And Phantoms never die.

(1968)

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