Fragments of Dreams
Fragment of dreams
When I awoke it was still raining
the roof still leaking
a sense of emptiness.
Not dreaming much
horses galloping across the Pampas
flaring nostrils
flying manes.
Too close to a dusty town
Corralled
Broken to nil
sad eyes look to the Pampas
Yes,
sailors by the shore
seeing the sea
the far ocean
they shall not sail on again.
Copyright © Jan Oskar Hansen | Year Posted 2017
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