Marble Nightmares

A short poem about dreams, and nightmares.

I dream in gold, and marble

These two are my guiding light

The prior is non-existent

The latter nought but cobble

My goals are most attainable

However with all my might

Cannot fight this nightmare

I can't rise from the rubble

This poem I call my fable

With it I'll never be able

To distinguish from the rest

Of those in their six foot nests

Author's Note

My first poem.