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