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( I had a dream not unlike a dream I once had before where I'd been invisible
at first to only me...and then entirely invisible to all by the end of the dream.) What should I do with my vast fortune of nothingness the woods were talking as they liked to chatter in the wilds of the night Who shall I send to find out what happened to my life Who is the keeper of my yearnings and my strife the wide-eyed owls were asking as their question echoed and bounced around in the darkness behind my eyes When will I know that my words have become meaningless As the new sun rises to take your shadow-secrets with you at the breaching of next light Where will my colors go when I cease my breathing those papers I treasured and piled up as a lucky woman would count her good fortunes there in the piles of trash in the landfills there in fireplace grate with the ashes in a colored heap there goes your art and your passion no lovers to treasure or keep your memory living not even in their vespers nor their nightmares as they wrestle with sleep they will call you ashes the wind will be your friend and scatter you you've been the witch on the burn pile you've been the necromancer of broken hearts this is your vast fortune of nothingness you will be called ashes as you're blown far, high and low readily forgotten when you came and even more readily forgotten as you take your leave.............. ( SO GO ...NOW) LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS NIGHTMARE POEM 5/1/2023 6:51PM PST MONDAY AND ALSO FOR THIS WRITER/POET/AUTHOR MELISSA ANN HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYWRITTEN AND LEGALLY REGISTERED SITE TITLE MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD TAKEN DIRECTLY FROM A LUCID DREAM FROM LAST NIGHT MIGHT BE ATTRIBUTABLE DIRECTYLY OR INDIRECTLY TO MY EXPERIENCE LAST WEDNESDAY EVE IN THE ER WHERE I FELT IT MIGHT BE THAT I'D HAVE A HEART ATTACK OR STROKE. PAIN CAN MAKE YOU SEE IT ALL SO CLEARLY OR IT CAN COME BACK TO HAUNT YOU IN A DREAM. Vote for this poem |
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