Places Poem by Sandra Osborne

Places

Rating: 4.2


Drugs, and time.
Another far away lost wind
That used to flow so freely,
With my thoughts.

Tomorrow,
I may find a place
To plant my thoughts and dreams;
To place them far away from here,
To slowly watch them grow.

Today,
There is a new world,
Yet it is old, and
I am bored with it.
I am bored without it.

Breathing
Tends to get me past
The different faces
That I see;
Yet I miss them
When they fade.

Awake,
Not rushing, to slow,
Forgetting to remember
The places I can't go.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Herbert Nehrlich1 05 December 2004

Thank you, very nice. Saying more than you know I think. H

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