The Edge of Dreaming

Greg Davidson

At the edge of dreaming,
Scheming,
Random plays
Of future days.

 

Quiet nights, not sleeping,
Keeping
Life at bay,
Reality for the light of day.

 

At the point of crying,
Trying,
As tomorrow nears,
To face those ancient fears.

 

Mistakes, my thoughts infecting,
Rejecting
Hopes of greater things,
The joys that reminiscing brings.

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  • ☼ G U E R R E R O ☼

    beautiful reflection.

  • sokibgb

    Full of mourning and hope at the same time, lovely.
    Love, soki

  • baj-a

    what a gentle and lovely poem. i love the place you take us to. that warm fuzzy place at the edge of dreaming. well written!



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