Someone Like Me {Poetry}

The Essence of Dreams

Gauzy apparitions sweep their fabulous feathers

In the winter-spiked air.

They run under the moon through the snow-dappled trees.

These are the agitated nightmares that

Materialize in my sleep, in my dreams:

Creatures that fly,

Liberated,

Beneath the sky and sway from the weight of air.

They are dizzy with thought,

Their wings as slender as the rays of dawn.

When they soar they can finally forget that

Fear thrives in shadows,

And that hope is an empty promise.

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When you add and subtract what’s left of you,

You can’t see yesterday.

I am afraid to take a risk.

You expect to find yourself in someone else,

But this transformation begins and ends with you.

Here dreams connect fantasy to reality and

Foggy entrances are chinked by memories.