Haunted Dream Poem by David Blake

Haunted Dream

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What would you say to the
haunted wind that blows from
some distant unseen plain? The
forest of splintered dreams filled
with all the lives and lies I have
know now again set afire with
desire. Drifting far and then
coming near I see what it is to
be free but turn away and follow
after you.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: haunted
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Al Ramos 21 February 2008

Good stuff, would like to see your thoughts drawn out a little more to show off your skill

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