The Impressions Of The Day Poem by john o'connell

The Impressions Of The Day



the impressions of the day
mould into memories
fleeting across the pages
of time and space
while reclining
in a metaphysical armchair
before entering
night's
palace of dreams
and countless desires.

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john o'connell

john o'connell

Limerick, Ireland
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