On Killing Dreams Poem by Sandra Feldman

On Killing Dreams

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Sometimes I feel as if,
I have birds in my head,
Fluttering around, fluttering around
And I can't go ahead, unless
I write their flutters, down.
But please don't tell anyone!
For they may come around
And take me to a place,
Where all dreams are drowned.

Monday, April 3, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: fantasy,writing
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Smoky Hoss 06 April 2017

Love the metaphor and the mystic nature of these words; this one truly touches my soul.

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