Sunday, 30 October 2011

The Memory of a Dream

I see no evil,
Feel no evil,
Yet I walk alone,
Trapped in the darkness
Of eternal night.

I have no heart,
No soul,
No guiding light,
Yet I’m not evil,
I’m just lost,
All alone
In the shadow
Of my dreams.

I’m just a ghost,
A memory,
A footstep
Upon Time’s golden shores,
As I walk in the shadows,
Trapped in the memory
Of a distant dream.
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4 comments:

  1. joy pachowicz (DoraJacina)30 October 2011 at 12:50

    Hello Lynnie

    I love this poetry.. I followed your name and found at the end of my search a beautiful poet; glad to know you

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  2. Lynnie30 October 2011 at 16:37

    I'm just enjoying looking at the poetry here on Blogger! I've read some fantastic blogs here!
    It's good to meet you too! I like your poetry.

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  3. joy pachowicz (DoraJacina)12 November 2011 at 00:56

    Thanks Lynnie. You have very deep thoughts and your poetry invites one to think .. They are beautiful: your poems.

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  4. Unknown26 March 2012 at 21:12

    "In the shadow
    Of my dreams"

    Only a poet could say this Lynnie

    Peter xx

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