Barry Middleton

The Valley - Poem by Barry Middleton

there is a valley
where I hid my dream
even now it waits
beside a stream

the woods are dark
the sky is turning black
it looks as though
I really should turn back

but am I dreaming now
or is this real
I may confuse the facts
with what I feel

perhaps a memory
waits and is concealed
and burns within my brain
with its appeal

but I am never lost
if I can believe
the hush of whispered
answers I receive

and though I may be
dreaming as I roam
I still can see the valley
of my home

Topic(s) of this poem: dreams, memory, nature

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 30, 2016

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