Awake and DreamingA Poem by Susanna FEffortless visions appear Pen leaving trail of lies Each one illuminates truths But if forced the fickle muse dies
Stilling my thoughts for a while Nothing but moments to lose I hear a voice speak enigmas What it says is not mine to choose.
Subconscious rises to float At the tips of my fingers; my soul Speaks in rare crystalline tones As the dream on the page becomes whole. © 2008 Susanna F |
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1 Review Added on October 7, 2008 AuthorSusanna FPrivate, AZAboutMy name is Susanna. I love writing, and have written stories since I could spell. I write mostly fiction and poems, and have had several poems published. As a full-time working wife and mom, I hav.. more..Writing
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