Working near the bank of a shallow pond,
I fell asleep into a cold, dark dream.
Later, I slept in a foggy garden.
I awoke with a sudden fear and
slipped into the muddy lawn.
My feet were getting wet.
I remember all these
dreams as if they
were last night.
I know how
to keep my
memories
alive.
W. Wayne B.
New poetry book: Eyes of Hope
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Original image: Double speculation (Ready to sleep). By Pulpolux !!! [Image license]
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