Daymare Poem by Ronald James de Langen

Daymare



Dappled nights do drag on
a mind not ready for dawn.
Too drowsy a morn
to watch the sun be reborn.
Shuffle through the motions,
Repetitive like the ocean.
Wave after wave of daydreams.
Asleep yet awakeness it seems
An array of daymares; life is.
The reality of this existence of his.

Thursday, November 17, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: ocean
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Lenore Lee 04 December 2011

Fantastic poem that describes true unhappiness... the misery of having your nightmares be in everyday; in your 'daymares'.

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