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I write what I feel…


Dream Catcher



Disappearing like quick-silver

Just out of reach

Sleeping, waking, always escaping

As quick as a wink, before you can blink

Fluid, flowing into the ether

Nothing to hold, were I so bold as to try

Just an impression, an inkling, a notion

But oh for a potion to clasp it, to grasp it

Before it dissolves in the mists of time


©Denise G Allen, 06 September 2013 08:29