In A Rather Strange Dream Poem by DM W

In A Rather Strange Dream



In a rather strange dream I travelled along
Subtly coloured paths of an autumn wood.
I observed the seasonal fall of red,
Gold and brown leaves. Ghost like they stuttered
Their way to earth. O they were akin to
Broken syllables; half-lost in the wind.

Saturday, December 14, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
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