Sleeps Freedom Poem by Smoky Hoss

Sleeps Freedom



Silent departures in the deep of night
is as autumn's aura
a melancholy clear,
and a cool umber bright -
None but pondering dreams of sleep
could know freedom as such beyond earthly touch,
only in slumber or death
does the soul such a sweet secret keep -

Tuesday, July 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
...is sleep temporary, or permanent...
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sara Fielder 23 July 2014

Oh my! What delicate and elegant wording and imagery in this one Smoky. It has a hypnotic effect that makes me want to go back and re-read it over again. I love it!

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Leah Ayliffe 08 July 2014

What a simple but promising poem. Beautifully written.

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* Sunprincess * 08 July 2014

.........sleep is truly a mystery...life's process of a new day....eat, play and work...then go to bed tired...fall asleep and wake up refreshed....I find sleep is another remarkable mystery of life....adding this one to my poem collection..

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