Connie Pachecho Poet Free verse

Her Dream Was A Flame That Burned

She climbed high
And then fell
Her dream raged

Queen for a night
A crown was sought
He was her King

She dreamt, she reached him
He was in her bed 
She woke, he raged on

12/24/23
Any theme Poetry Contest
Joseph May

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Don Iannone March 22, 2024 at 6:21 AM Hi Connie, Your poem captures the intensity of aspirations and the stark reality of awakening, highlighting the enduring power of dreams amidst life's trials and tribulations. Beautiful write! Don

Silent One December 25, 2023 at 2:41 AM Hi Connie you did this so well... soupmail..