Poem -
GALLOPING DREAMS
did we kill our dreams son
or defer them
are they waiting in light to be
brought out and warmed,
or out, lost in space with no
way to be caught
because sometimes at night
i see them drift by
scenarios many, they are huge
in the sky
i reach out to clutch them,
choke on handfuls of dust, but
they call, i can hear them, and
they say a word...trust...
so i run through the lyrics of
that haunting sad song
reach for the thing that it knew
all along, find it there aching in
the hopeful last line
and yea, let's do that living son,
after we die
M P 23/3/21
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Totally brilliantly penned straight from your heart my favourite friendly lass 💕❤️💕
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Oh Marion. What a powerful poem you have here. The rhyme was excellent, it flowed beautifully and was full of emotion. The idea of our dreams drifting away and us trying to catch and hold on to the. I related this to memories too. Excellent share, Thank you. Sending love and light always ❤☀
Aw thanks so much Shelley...appreciate your lovely comment hugs 💕
Absolutely pinned! I can't say much more...pretty choked up. Amazing writing ⚘x
Thanks so much for reading my stuff love...means a lot ...hugs X