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Fleeting image in a mirror
In a darkened, silent room
A flash of white and pure light
Black hair flowing in a stream
She said ‘It’s nothing like it seems’
Ill spent days and forgotten ways
I think I know now what she means
Long afternoons in country summer
Crackling grass that yearns for rain
Thunder crashing and lightning flashing
Electricity of strange extremes
She said ‘We live our lives as dreams’
Memories gone, not dreamt upon
Out of truth pure sunlight gleams
Strangers standing in the stairwells
Shadows nodding at their words
Forsaken treasure, lazy pleasure
Fireflies trapped in moonlight beams
She said ‘It’s unravelling at its seams’
When we had gone, no sunlight shone
No-one recalls forgotten dreams
© Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved
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very beautiful!
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
[ Smiles ] Oh, I found this poem of yours to be highly impressive!
Thank you, that is so kind!! 🙂 🙂
[ Smiles ] You are welcome, my friend.
What a beautiful poem!
Thank you so much!! 🙂
Only when they’re dreamt againg. Wonderfully mesmerizing words.
Thanks so much!!:)
You are amazing Helen and I love this poem the vibe resonates deeply with my own dreams
Thank you!! 🙂
Beautiful, Sis. 🙂
Thanks Skye!! 🙂 🙂