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The Dream 2


Birds abound

Strewn around

On the ground

They don’t cry

Mute acceptance in their eyes

Too little air

The trees are bare

The drought severe

Grass seeds depleted

The birds are defeated

They cannot fly

Exhausted they lie

Too tired to try


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©DGA 15 December 2011 15:49


The Dream


Wild horses scream across my dream,

Dust puffs from their hooves

Rise from the arid ground,

Rolling eyeballs red with blood,

Foam flecks flying from their mouths,

Shapes shift in short shrift,

Clouds move and meld as I watch

There in the ozone God’s own movie show.


©DGA 15 December 2011 06:08