FALLING, I AM...

Sometimes in dreams we realize we're meant for another place...

Falling, I am…

why do I feel so far from myself

woven  in bands of memory

thoughts soaring by

floating wingless

traipsing, trudging tramping

past countless things

of cabbages and kings

and breathless recollections

near perfect reflections

in mirrors with no faces

how I see such days

in shadows they call to me

from lullabies to lull me

into dreamish Neverlands

just out of reach from golden hands

why  do I feel so far from myself

falling, I am…

Reviews

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

More beautiful than merest of words can ever say.

[An owl on the moon]

Your words lift my soul, dear poet.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I know when I wake up from a dream sometimes it felt so real that they can sometimes get mixed in with my memories. Great work my friend.

[An owl on the moon]

It's true, and those dreams make me wonder of the real world. Thank you!

[The earth (Titan maphah..]

I see you are good I mean excellent in writing poetry..... wow this is a job well done

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you so much for your kindness, my friend.

[Alfred Kukitz]

Careful landing sweet women it offer you a chance to discover self.

Regards,
Al

[An owl on the moon]

Yes, may the falling only lead to sweeter places of light. Thank you, Alfred.