Hubert J. Humperdink

Rookie (10/25/85 / New York Town)

Hubert's 45th Dream - Poem by Hubert J. Humperdink

A great spectre awoke me today
The spirit of my mother's mother
She told me that my town was destroyed
Etched into the sea

So I ran to the nearest room
Carving my name in the floorboards
She told me never try to forget
A sared decree

The morning sun so glazed over
A mere shadow to my confusion
No light for the death of my people
Nothing for their shame

Before the day I am in flight
Suspended by the blackest angels
And foward to the town of my birth
The town with no name


Comments about Hubert's 45th Dream by Hubert J. Humperdink

  • (12/16/2005 7:52:00 PM)


    WHY DO I THINK OF ENGLEBERT HUMPERDINK WHENEVER I SEE YOUR NAME AND HERBERT COMES TO MIND I DONT KNOW WHY, STRANGE

    REGARDS AJS
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  • (12/16/2005 3:50:00 PM)


    HUBERT, great poem, i can see every word...................... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 16, 2005



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