Robert Johnson Poet Rhyme

A Strange Reflection

I dreamed last night I woke this morning.
The time had passed without a warning.
A life reborn without a past.
A new beginning that just can't last.

There seems there's just no rhyme or reason.
To this image that has acted with such treason.
An enemy, a foe, a friend that I don't know.
An apocalyptic sense of things, that leaves a dull, dim glow.

I,ll take a chance and place my bet.
That a face like this, you've not seen yet.
So off I go to face the day.
With this brand new life to find my way.

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Donna Jones February 7, 2013 at 5:34 PM I wonder if we could, would we end up where we started? I think so......very nice

Debra Squyres December 16, 2011 at 2:34 PM Finding your way...nice !!! A chance not taken is a chance missed. Like the poem...it's hopeful.

Doris Culverhouse December 13, 2011 at 4:38 PM sad to think that things are so important when it is a symbal of our parents love etc.

Red Fiery December 13, 2011 at 11:53 AM very energetic...Robert. I wud like to quote few lines from ur brilliant work... An apocoliptic sense of things, that leaves a dull, dim glow....so creative

Broken Butterfly December 12, 2011 at 8:17 AM Great rhyming Robert and I really like your poem. Thanks for visiting my Silver Strands Poem. Your words were very meaningful to me. You have no idea how much I miss the silver strands of my father. I am adding you as a fav poet today.

Poet Destroyer A December 7, 2011 at 12:50 AM Robert, enjoyed your rhyme.. plus more... hope you find your way~ENJOYED.. thank you for sharing your wonderful poem;-) Have yourself a very lovely day, always,..p.d.

Andrea Dietrich December 6, 2011 at 10:41 PM So are you really youngest of seven? How cool!

Elizabeth Wesley December 2, 2011 at 6:41 PM Yes wouldn't it be great to erace the past, all the unnecessary things that couldn't last; they sear the brain and give such pain but thankfully you've taken off like a blast! Great to see you writing again Robert.

Doris Culverhouse December 1, 2011 at 5:34 AM new face---promising!!

Andrea Dietrich November 30, 2011 at 10:25 PM Yes, Robert, I 've had blue trees too! I love blue/green and red/gold combos. Let me see if I can find an older poem of yours to see now.

Andrea Dietrich November 28, 2011 at 10:29 PM An interesting one and it gives a sense of mystery and strangeness as the title suggests. Good luck in the contest, Robert. I think you caught the vision!!

M.I.A . November 28, 2011 at 8:18 PM Bravo Robert! every word here made my heart fluttered. wishing you a great ride on your new journey ^.^