I Dream Inside A Bubble Where I Live Poem by James McLain
I Dream Inside A Bubble Where I Live
Hidding from bad dreams,
and sleeping
underneeth the sea,
I hide from thee.
Tell me,
do you think I have a chance
to catch a break
if the wrong man wins?
On storm wrecked shore
each,
foamy wave
moves,
sand about my face.
In another
life
one shan't refuse.
Monday, October 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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