Dream Poetry

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Dreams, Imagination, Write On, Write On

Night's call to arms, sweet echoes before death
Waking to live, glory in dawn's first breath
Dreams, imagination, write on, write on
Life is a gust of wind, then it is gone.

Gone as a dying flame, a lonely ghost
The dark unknown we rightfully fear most
Dreams, imagination, write on, write on
We are but hope and shreds of broken bone.

Yet something rare exists in that first breath
Rising to morn's sweet call, defeats night's death
Dreams, imagination, write on, write on
As the wind blows forth, Hope's power is grown.

Can one live, love and thrive until ones death
Feeling the joy of each precious breath
Dreams, imagination, write on, write on
One must live, love, not hide under a stone.

Dreams, imagination, write on, write on.

[SIZE=4]Robert J. Lindley, 11-18-2020
Rhyme

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The Reality, The Light, The Uncertainty

grey cold, the stone slab
distant hills, a smoky haze
waves soak rocky shores

Robert J. Lindley, 11-18-2020
haiku

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Note- 11-18-2020
A distant voice, in a sweet dream thus spoke
With hope as your shield, fear becomes a joke
Hold thee true, in life, love and faith are key
With such as armor, one never has to flee.