Fairytales

Fairytales

A Poem by Dream Weaver




I was always told to take the road less traveled, but it’s the direction I take that becomes unraveled.

 

What is it I need and how do I get it? With minimal resources I’d just assume forget it.

 

You can’t live off of love, that’s a bold face lie, only cunning and greed will meet demand and supply.

 

Fairy tales are for dreamer’s who come up short in the end, and so does the game of life on which you depend.


© 2013 Dream Weaver


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well, your photo speaks volumes to begin with...humpty dumpty, we all know what happened. and it is true, once we take that fall "all the king's horses and all the king's men" and all the comfort talk in the world can't repair that damage. awesome write here, dreamweaver....

Posted 11 Years Ago


Dream Weaver

11 Years Ago

Hey Quinfinn, you saw right through this piece...No guess work here...you're good my friend!
And when they do fall short, what then...claustrophobically unsettling but there is always another corner to turn xoxo

Posted 11 Years Ago


Dream Weaver

11 Years Ago

So right you are dear Poppy... xoxo

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Dream Weaver
Dream Weaver

Paradise, FL



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