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Rendezvous - Poem by PHIL WINTER

They crowd my dreams each night
Faces of strange men
Who passed this way before
Fired with zeal
To change the world
But never really did!
I feel I know them
Though they lived
Before my time.
I see their faces
In that other world
Despair and hopelessness etched in!
They speak a language
I do not comprehend
So I cannot help them
Though they beckon me!
Gradually, night fades away
And daylight brings me
from the land of dreams
And my rendezvous
With dreamers of yesterday.

Comments about Rendezvous by PHIL WINTER

  • Adeline Foster (7/8/2010 5:45:00 PM)

    Another with the poignant thoughts of years gone by.
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  • Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (1/25/2010 11:39:00 AM)

    Dreams are what reality is made. Thanks for sharing my freind. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 25, 2010

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