This Is No Pipe Dream Poem by Reason A. Poteet

This Is No Pipe Dream



a triolet

Holding me secured and tightly
are the unseen strings of my hope.
The light shines ever forthrightly
holding me secured so tightly.
Busy with dreams I rest nightly
as my vision widens in scope.
Holding me secured and tightly
invisible strings of my hope.

Monday, April 9, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: hope
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