Plumb the Depths

Plumb The Depths

Reality breaks the depths of wishing
as all innocence waits in ignorance -
beginnings unraveling into unknowns
while tomorrows are snoring, unawares.. .
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Inside some sacred souls there are answers
waiting upon the proper questions breath;
in those depths of quandaries and suspicions
barely a whisper can be certainty .
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Upward gazing, while complaining neck pain
We are dual counterpoints of quest ,
drowning in a quagmire of understanding
unsuspecting, and totally out of our depth


unedited tag poem
copy right Dreamsbyday 2008

Shallow Graves

DreamsbyDay: Shallow Graves
DreamsbyDay: .
DreamsbyDay: Barely cold,
DreamsbyDay: we don new skins
DreamsbyDay: and venture into tomorrows
DreamsbyDay: with a vengence meant for death
DreamsbyDay: Yet we forget our days
DreamsbyDay: of breath and raindrops
DreamsbyDay: courting  new eternities
DreamsbyDay: resorting to odd prayers and incantations
DreamsbyDay: Dare we go
DreamsbyDay: where intellect leaves sense
DreamsbyDay: where faith and fantasy
DreamsbyDay: eclipse the stars we wish upon?
DreamsbyDay: Dreams die in shallow graves
DreamsbyDay: aching towards the surface
DreamsbyDay: a heartbeat away from our sighs
DreamsbyDay: a whisper ed play of words
DreamsbyDay: upon the breeze.
DreamsbyDay: These are the wishes
DreamsbyDay: left to roam when dust decays
DreamsbyDay: when apparitions counsel
DreamsbyDay: and sleeplessness  turns to insight
DreamsbyDay: .
DreamsbyDay: .
DreamsbyDay: .
DreamsbyDay: end

 

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