When I reached the edge
of the planet
my feet turned back
but my heart
took a giant leap
and I returned to the place
where I had
fallen fast asleep
watching myself
for a moment
I realized
I had nowhere left
to go
and so I gently
woke myself
and tried to remember
where I had been
It was dark yet
and so difficult to see
It was futile
so I tried
to lay back down
but the dreamspace
was too crowded now
and my pillow
would not have me
I stood up
and followed my feet
leading me to coffee
and a sunrise
I hoped
would wait on me
But it didn't
and I woke up
on the couch
to the smell of caffeine
and the stares
of a curious
and quite hungry cat
But that's when
the universe spoke
and the words
poured out
onto the page
of my heart
and I collected them
all for you
As the morning star fades
and night bows to day
I write all these things
that the dawn begs I say
(August 15th, 2017)
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Post Modern Mystic
PoetryPoetry fills a need of the human heart to express through the construction of artistic verse, the things that hide in its depths. This book of poetry is my attempt to reach those places and beyond. See if I do. Let me know if I reach you. This will...
