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Poem: Reverie

Posted: March 27, 2012 - 7:33pm  |  Updated: March 27, 2012 - 7:34pm


Fate, how strange and dismal sometimes you seem,

Deep in the night in my unaltered dream.

The same dream appears night after night.

I am out at sea, no land in sight.

Waves riding high, the boat so very small

One ship in sight, too far to hear my call.

With knuckles white, I hold with all my might.

The ship fades from my view in the black of night.

A wrenching wail is heard above the sea.

Was it the wind, or did it come from me?

God help me I plead, for I am filled with dread.

Then I awake, and I am safe in bed.

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