Power That Cool Brings
Reaching for hot dreams which never happen,
So many I see sweltering in that prison.
Burning each time they lean against unsatisfied walls,
While the comforting chill of spirit's breath soothes me.
I feel strength just below the icy surface of reality,
Where promises come true only if you make them so.
Those hopes can become tattered wishes only thought of.
For does not a frigid heart slow its beat to last a bit longer?
Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved
"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."
© 2014 Robert William Gruhn
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