Silent Dreams Poem by Sean Green

They say dreams are essentially silent
tombs shut away by doors of sleep
that necropolis beyond the wake
hiding voices that long to speak

a cast of thousands behind the lids
strangers by the author's script
more than ghosts and less than men
with volumes lost to memory

echoes cast to catacombs
shadows chased before the dawn
the nets of recall deny the roar
left behind on whispered shores

still the haunts will have a say
bring forth meaning to the day
silence stolen from the crypts
those barest hints of dreamt mystics.

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