Re-Occurring Dreams Poem by David DeSantis

Re-Occurring Dreams

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Red sky at dawn
blows wind against my back.
Its cold icy fingers
summon wolves in a pack

She was in my thoughts
like a record I once knew.

Red sky,
blue clouds,
a mind lost
in its hues.

Friday, December 4, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: love and dreams
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Prince Obed de la Cruz 04 December 2009

nice figuratives.! well written poem

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