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Tag Archives: dreams
Haiku #1
Chase dreams not money seek knowledge not a degree and you will be free
I Followed Them
I had a dream last night and in the dream, I woke up and I didn’t know where I was. There was nothing leading up to it, I just woke up in a strange place. Before too long, based on … Continue reading
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Regret & Karmic Debt
Some nights I want to turn back the clock a decade or more, but I made my bed so I lay awake trying my best to forget wading through oceans of regret and karmic debt and one too many mistakes, … Continue reading
Posted in guilt, haiku, humanity, life, peace, poem, Poetry, tanka, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged addiction, alcohol, alcoholism, death, dreams, farming, guilt, haiku, healing, karma, life, love, memories, Peace, poem, Poetry, regret, sobriety, tanka, time, war
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Dreams
What if today’s youth were taught to chase dreams, real dreams? They’d find happiness.
And Then I Woke Up
I jumped from the top floor of a skyscraper the other night in my dream there was a crowd of people, a party of some sort, but then I jumped and then I was falling for a while and I … Continue reading
Storm
it happened again last night in my dreams I was running through the attic running through space and time was running out of my mind finding clues under dusty boxes and in old books and I look out an open window and there you … Continue reading
Falling Dreams
When I was a kid I used to have dreams that I was falling. I never landed, just kept on falling. It was the same place, the same dream. I was on a farm somewhere and there was a tractor … Continue reading
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By The Riverside
In the dream I’m drowning in the Euphrates sinking, can’t swim see myself hanging from a limb swinging in the wind by the riverside nowhere to run cant hide tried swimming but stuck just beneath the surface and just as … Continue reading
dream
pesants toil in the yard the poet argues with the bard sing praises of distinguished men but wasting breath and ink from pen write self-fulfilling prophecy pulled the plug out from the dream youthful sins ingrained in stone years gone … Continue reading
Standing Rock
Standing on this rock all alone looking glass shattered can’t find home can’t escape sticks and stones thrown by a falling Rome names don’t hurt when Redskins flirt with victory the Missouri doesn’t flow to the sea it flows through … Continue reading
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