Eroding Dreams
Looking to the sky each morn
I searched for signs of promise:
the blues,
the pinks,
reminding me
of dreams still held within…
Rain prevaricates the view,
and clouds no longer augur.
The sands
of time
still tr-i-ck-le down,
eroding hope in dreams
augur: to suggest or indicate what will happen in the future
prevaricates: to avoid giving a direct and honest answer or a clear account of the situation, especially by being deliberately ambiguous or misleading
Regis
Always enjoy
Doug
Georg
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This is beautifully penned and imaged; you are a master poetess! And I bow to your talents! Very well written; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Great poem-great style-great scott. I mean great writing!
steve