I've just now woken from a long dream.
The waters are rough on life's stream.
My mind yearns for repose once again.
Perhaps, I'll write about it with my pen.
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Hopefully, my poems lead to placidity.
A time shall come without turbidity.
The fog has made thinking a real difficulty.
I don't want to come across ridiculously.
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Waking up from a dream can make me silly.
But there's no folly in finding shelter when chilly.
Cold weather accompanies clouds and rain.
And I don't want to put my heart through strain.
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Grains of Graphite Book 1
PoetryGrains of Graphite is a North American poetry collection focusing on a wide range of emotions, many of which are intimate.
