Treasure Island

John Conway


Hound Of The Plain


I dreamt of you today,
An image I can't escape.
I know it is all in vain,
The dream I cannot change.

So I howl into the void,
I wait, I wait, I wait.
The howl becomes a bark,
I realize now I am too late.

Time is but a burden,
For the Hound that only waits.
In the plain he finds his answers,
That is where he is most safe.

I will dream of you tonight,
An image I won't escape.
I know it is all in vain,
The dream I will not change.

I am The Hound of the Plain.

Submitted: Wednesday, January 01, 2014

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