In dreams

In dreams

30 November 2011

The paint has worn out

And the dewdrops are freezing

In a heart full of doubt

And a chest that is wheezing

Heaves in pangs of the unknown

The sun is cold

The daffodils are withered

And stories untold

Bustle in voices unheard

That were once seeds sown

I gather and flout

Pale petals like a face creasing

I stifle in me a shout

Of yesterday’s dreams easing

Like a candle that is blown

The thoughts are bold

But the step follows the herd

The flight path is old

And heart in ribs fluttered

Within a cage now outgrown

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