Mike Bayles Poet Verse

Dream It

The label I hide on the wine bottle
The shadows on the wall appear each day
They told me of the psycho cat’s demise
Little ghosts come out and scamper away
Sabbatical dreams after quarantine
Swells of waves crash onto shores and recede
Eerie boardwalk creaks near the white sand beach
The sun and moon dance to passage of time


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November 2, 2020
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Rob Levasseur December 25, 2020 at 5:11 PM Sublime work. I thoroughly enjoyed the read.

Andrea Dietrich November 5, 2020 at 3:11 PM gosh you did this with such great brevity. Exact opposite of how I did it. I hope to see you on the winners' list.

Harry Horsman November 2, 2020 at 11:24 PM Excellent entry, Mike, great poem.