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Dreams We Don’t Remember Having – A Poem In Three Acts

Dreams We Don’t Remember Having

Is there
a starting point
lost track of
in passing clouds and trailing stars?

Act I
Awakening one day
floating in the foreground
against an unfamiliar
background of fleeting sense

Act II
I saw a comet
on me not wanting
to leave too soon
or wait too long
to know my name.

When all the bloom
had faded
when winter had melted
when spring refused
its reign

there wasn’t any royalty.
I was the authority.


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I'm a poet. Sometimes I write stories and other nonsense. Ellespeth

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