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Landscape, Mountains, Sun, Haze, Sunset

The sweetness of a dream dies with the day while images still linger in the mind and as the moments pass, they fade away leaving you the realities behind. How wonderful impossible becomes in dreamscape states that shadow in the night and fall upon the subtle heart of some recalling faces long since out of sight. If dreams are fortunes of what is to be then future journeys aren’t over yet for dreamers who can sometimes plainly see another path before them has been set. The miracle of dreamscape that we are outshines all other living things by far. 5/21/20

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Date: 7/8/2020 2:37:00 PM
Simply gorgeous, Janis. I just love the mystique of your words, and love the word 'dreamscape'. I think of poets are dreamers, "who can sometimes plainly see another path before them has been set". My favorite line is so lovely, "How wonderful impossible becomes". Greatly enjoyed your sonnet today, and looking forward to reading more. ~ John
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Date: 5/22/2020 8:52:00 AM
Oh yes, Janis...the miracle of dreams and hopes in dreams. well penned!
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