This Dream Poem by jane heart

This Dream

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all fine and decidedly sunny near the secret dream.
Taken to extreme lengths and pulverized into smoke -
this dream.
refracting lenses of livid light-
this dream
delaying the return of reason
and response-
this dream.
Sorry that it is emblazoned with laughter
this dream
and red-faced and souless as a whip
this dream across the backs of hopes
wings that won't fly
blindness
where were eyes
calmly watching
this dream,
this dream that now lies
crusty.
sore,
like a shining night-worn mist
unshed at dawn.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophy
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