Field of dreams

kl2
kl2 Posts: 22
edited September 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I dreamt we were walking
Through Hyde park, in the fall
A Princess on my shoulder
A Queens hand, holding mine
Put you down,watched you dance
Amongst the rusty,Autumn leaves
A smile to wear upon my crown
For eternity


I awoke cold and sober
In my squallid, empty cell
Lit a cigarette,took a drag
Felt the burn, then exhaled
Looked outside the window
As the mist cleared,stomach twisted
As i touched the bars,without a glow
Remembered the day


As the moon
Gently pulls the tide
Count the days
Slowly passing by
I'll see you there
Amongst those rusty Autumn leaves
On a cold september morning
In that old field of dreams
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  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,389
    Very nice!
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