The Art Of Dreaming Poem by Wayne Falconer

The Art Of Dreaming



The place of dreams
is often odd affair
but nothing competes
with the art of dreaming.

In dreams the inner self
the unknown other
might be revealed man
to awaken some glimpse.

Exposing the sleeping poet
whose poem does await
to capture raptured heart
whose words might thrill.

In dreams the past
might shed her colours
show the right path
to make self real today.

Allow poet to emerge
with hundred and one
poems to satisfy gratify
the sleeping lover within.

The face of dreams
surely can be lifeline
still much is left unsaid
within the art of dreaming.

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