~ Might “Things” Dream? ~

~ Might “Things” Dream? ~

A Poem by Misery

Yes

I dream

I...

Dream...


Of human-ness

Of lovely-ness

Meant not for me

Yet I do dream;


Of fondest touch

And slow caress

Of passion’s blush

In glow of dawn;


Until I see

This metal me

Reflected true

In waters still;


And for a time

I cease to dream

Of human-ness

And love’s caress.


--Misery


© 2017 Misery


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Added on January 17, 2017
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Misery
Misery

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Just a Lost Poet (no patrons; no diplomas; no institutions; no grants), stranded upon a heap of one thousand dog-eared poems - words born of miseries witnessed in many lives and landscapes. Regardi.. more..

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A Poem by Misery