Treasure Island

Jess White

(June 1983)

River Dream


Im dreaming im floating down the Yangtze
Intertwined with my past
and reaching out to catch my future
The banks of the river are plagued by beautiful orchards
The sun is shining
The fruit ripening
But the clouds are looming and
the current is quickening and
I know there is a fall ahead
I fear I will lose my future in the current
And that my past will attach to me
Unable to break free
I know I will fall with my past
And we will shatter to a million pieces
And float broken into the
Sea

Submitted: Friday, May 27, 2005

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  • West Park III (6/3/2005 10:07:00 PM)

    I hope nothing will ever shatter...friendship is the most important thing in life...without we cannot live...would love to read some more recent poems of yours! (Report) Reply

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