Dream
For counting clouds,
Is far a better fate,
Than counting sheep.
Despite how it is late,
I will never fall asleep.
Love
For planting kisses,
Is far a better fate,
Than planting seeds.
Don't let the night stagnate,
As Moon, into her clouds, recedes.
Die
For death at one's doorstep,
Is far a better fate,
Than a nosy salesman at the gate.
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In My Mind's Eye
PoetryIf life is but a dream, I will never achieve lucidity. #6 in Poetry (2/14/2022) Runner-Up in the Metaphorically Spoken category of the Summer Sun Awards, 2016 Cover by Seth Yurchisin (IG: @sjyurchisin Note that none of th...
