a place I have never seen before
comes to me in my dreams
By G.S HascklePublished 23 days ago • 1 min read
comes to me in my dreams
vines to hair
coins to eyes
glittering gold in the gutter
where dreams continue to shine
even in our waking life
this is it
our dreams aspirations
come to life....
one day at a time
though moments we know
become reverie
we will come to see
scenes from our rise
before our eyes
since time is a relative
the veil is thin
in between the conscious
& subconscious
would reveal
to us
eternal murning
that our time does not exists
About the Creator
G.S Hasckle
hello i am g.s hasckle i am a new orleans street poet, i travel around with a backpack and my typewriter writing poems on demand for anyone who hears my siren song
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