Christopher Thor Britt

Rookie - 2 Points (31 July,1971 / Michigan)

Dreams Unseen - Poem by Christopher Thor Britt

The waking world leaves me ne’r content
My sweet if there’s no place for you and I
To find ourselves, to love and ne’r repent
To live, to love, to dream, and then to die

Beneath the sky above this dreamful sleep
I’ll find you there in hope or passions eye
And pray you seek me well and find me deep
Your heart content to love one such as I

But if you find me not in slumbers womb
And passions flame has not the chance to light
Forget me not or to my early tomb
This heart will surely break and rend the night

Yet, sleep you well, my love my timeless muse
And wait anon ’til morrow’s dreams pursue


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  • (11/28/2010 10:48:00 PM)


    This is, I think, your best poem. Amazing. I'm glad you popped up and pointed me at your work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, November 26, 2010


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