Ripple of dreams

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

A poem about dreams

Light is mornings eyes;

and as they open, so do mine.


I watch the sun watch me through the window.

A submersed dream , floating to the surface of the water.

Just visible enough to see through hazy ripples.


Eyelashes; a pair of soldiers working on a compromise.

Shuttering in protection.

Holding back the day;

and what's left of a dream.


Submitted: September 20, 2011

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