Last Night I Dreamt
I go,
To read the inscriptions,
Engraved in stone for all eternity.
~~~
I ramble up the labyrinth road into the hush,
Bare trees creak, crack and groan sadly;
Where birds are chirping below an inky purple sky,
And a stony cold wind blows upon my face.
I have stepped into a dream.
So beautiful and lonely is this place of tears,
That I wish to run far away from this dream;
Still a peacefulness wraps around me, surrounds me,
In this place etched within my weeping mind.
I have stepped into a dream.
Headstones row on row, some old and crumbling,
Inscriptions unreadable, others bright and new;
I admire beautiful angels with protective flowing wings,
Then, through the maze the one I seek beckons.
I have stepped into a dream.
Deep, penetrating words engraved for all time,
The beloved resting beneath my feet in peace;
And I am adrift in this beautiful misty place of dreams,
Floating endlessly with distant memories.
I have stepped into a dream.
~~~
The leaves on the long road crunching,
Where in the hearse I rode;
And when it reached it's place,
A red rose I laid with head bowed.
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July 30, 2013
Poetry/Verse/Last Night I Dreamt
Copyright Protected, ID 07- 495-852-30
All Rights Reserved, 2013, Constance La France
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2013
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