red barchettadrive


There's Another Dream Wind Blowing - Poem by red barchettadrive

There's another dream wind blowing,
I think I'm going out of my mind.
There's another door to an empty room,
and emptiness is all that I find.

Then someone speaks,
the telephone rings...
these crazy thoughts
crawl slow across the floor.

Now, it's starting to rain,
am I going insane?
Is it time for me
to find another door?

Alone to face this stone silence,
I woke up with one sock on.
Again, to walk this hardwood floor
to find another door to knock on.

Topic(s) of this poem: silence

Form: Rhyme Royal or Rime Royale


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 7, 2015



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