Strangers In The Night Poem by cathy clough
Strangers In The Night
I was visited in my sleep last night
by someone quite unwelcome...
In fact, I had had that mat removed.
Still, you were there on the inside
of my locked keyless door.
What fool had granted your passage
across my threshhold.
Fully awake now,
I realize that fool had to be me,
for I dwell alone.
Dreams the food and the damnation of poets alike. Lucky stranger nice flow Cath who knows where the next trip will be when we clos3e our eyes [10] lol x see you out there somewhere Chris
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 12:05:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I hate when someone unwelcome visits my dreams, and ruins my peace in sleep. It always makes me wake up too early, just to face reality again. And that's no fun. Nice job.