Ahh...it wasn't what I thought it was
Wasn't...what it seemed
I thought.. I saw beyond the pale
Perhaps..perceived
A dream
Snuggled.. in a shadow's crook..
A secret branch of tree
I thought.. I caught..
A glimpse of other
My wishes..not to be
Perhaps..my eyes are not so seeing
I know I felt a...thought
Minds.. can sense..
What common sense ..denies
It's how we're taught
Structured teachings..limit reaching
One only goes so far
Those.. upon the other side
Want to be..want us to see
We limit us...we bar
All else
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Author:
James Perrin (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
James, this piece hums with an otherworldly ache. The dreamlike drift, the bite of “limit reaching,” and that familiar yearning for more than what’s permitted...it’s all here. Beautifully haunted and powerfully rendered. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks for liking it
Very nicely written with good rhyme. I loved the message and flow. Well done
Thanks
You are most welcome
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