brittle light
brittle light
Nov 05, 2011

deeper than meaning

some poetry is dreamy
gliding words slide
winding
warm and enticing

yet a mystery remains
much the same as
not understanding my own dreams

I quite enjoy them anyway

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: upstate New York USA, USA

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Comments

weirdelf

So do I.

Although I am suspicious of any poem that mentions the words poet, poetry, poem, writing or ink. It is too easy for us to disappear up our own arseholes.

Geezer

Geezer

13 years 5 months ago

understood the inference and connectivity of the lines:
Yet a mystery remains
much the same
as not understanding my own dreams
Not suspicious of this one at all, ~ Gee