From The Ledge Poem by Kewayne Wadley

From The Ledge



A rose bloomed.
A poem written in buds.
It offered its arms, illiterate to whats been written.
It fell asleep. A garden in thought.
Slipping from the ledge it grew.
In REM it whispered.
Wake me when we land.
For I will have acheived my dream

From The Ledge
Thursday, January 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: blind love,dream,dreaming,falling in love,random thoughts,rose,sleep,sleeping
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Kewayne Wadley

Kewayne Wadley

Groton, Connecticutt
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