Unpeeling Poem by David Taylor
Unpeeling
Last night I had a dream,
I dreamt that I was free.
I flew with birds,
saw what they see.
Stood on mountains,
swam to the depths of oceans,
floated on clouds,
danced with stars;
poured the sands of time
back and forth
from past and future glass.
And now I dream I am not free
and wonder which dream is true;
and the dreamer says
it is I who is dreaming you.
I dreamt that I was free.... why can't man see freedom fore real! Nice penned, A 10.
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5/3/2024 8:03:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I agree with Yoonoos... very good ending and clever.