Passing throughA Poem by Bill
A dream that life
Ends in the moment
Awaken to touch day
Light the end of night
The start of the dream
Energy that is
Thought that could be
Form without mass
Given life not reality
Defined by the life
Ethereal words spoken
Never to be heard
Thoughts unspoken
Create the world
Only you cannot see
© 2008 Bill |
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Added on April 7, 2008 Author
BillSpringfileld, ORAboutI like to write poetry; I would love to actually finish a work of fiction, mostly fantasy, historical fiction, science fiction. Life seems to crowd the stories in my head so that they have a hard tim.. more..Writing
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