Nov. 15th, 2013

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Originally posted by [profile] greenmanenvy_fd at The Grave of Dead Tanis / dreams in the mist

The Grave of Dead Tanis

The Grave of Dead Tanis, 2006





dreams in the mist

By Everett A Warren

ghost world
mists walk with me
hung in suspension
bathing with their breath
stained glass skies
framed by branching contortions
forest floor limned
moss, leaf, and fallen limb
crystals of ice encrusted
dreams flitter away
through minds of pre-dawn sleepers
seeking release, freedom of a thawing sky
sun melts away
the tendrils
Earth-bound no longer
and they know this
as they know deeper, darker truths
but in this drifting gray the sun has faded
cackling with madness, ripe with desire
dreams wander, untethered to a soul
yet held fast to the waking world
and there I walk, in their midst
calling to wayward thoughts
offering shelter for lonely dreams
until night cloaks the world
or dawn, delayed, arrives


























Copyright © 2004 Everett A Warren



This poem can be found in the collection Poetry from the Porch Period,
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