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I have lived a million years in my mind

if only to dream of you,

the scars and screams of yesterday

pale in comparison to my view, 

and though they may be few

as I seldom share these days

what novels they would be  

if all those letters found their home 

on pages quite complete

decades and centuries of memories

as they sashay beneath the breeze

proclaiming the truth for all to see...

Reviews

[willweb]

Another nicely crafted poem. This was exceptional in my opinion. How many words do we use, waste, plan and never say that go unheard, misunderstood or ignored? When it is from within our hearts they originate? Very cool.

[Alisa Js]

Thank you your time and comment.. yes, sometimes there is so much to say and it's all in your head and heart... to write it would be so fabulous... and yet, when you start, that's when things get complicated.

Thank you for your time, I will be by soon.

Alisa