Lost

RL Randall

Lost

 

I am in a field

surrounded by tall grass and wild flowers.

I sit down,

then you appear.

You hold my hand and kiss me.

I turn to look

at a crow in a distant tree.

The following moment,

you are gone.

And I find myself

in a doorway

watching the falling snow.

  • Author: RL Randall (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 3rd, 2022 14:23
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is based on a dream I once had.
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • a thousand wishes

    This made me cry and feel so many strong emotions...you are a charming writer

    • RL Randall

      Thank you for the compliment. I feel dreams are a way of trying to make sense of one's emotions.



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