Daver Austin Poet Free verse

Prophetic Dream

PROPHETIC DREAM – JOURNAL IX

On the outskirts, 
Framed on either side
By a farm house      a barn
I discovered this winding path

It is early autumn
The trees about the house
Are full of lingering gold
Various harvest implements are seen
A silo rises in the foreground
With a tool shed beside
And the receding meadow beyond – cut
      in two by the path – a luscious green

Far distant is a dense, black forest fronting
      purpled mountains
I am just past my 85th birthday
And the mysterious future, creeping ever
      closer, much on my mind
The dream vision is so colorful      so clear
That when I awake
I must just lie still and wonder

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Robert Skinner August 25, 2014 at 10:53 AM Nice poem. I need to write more poems about dreams. Edgar Allan Poe also liked writing of dreams. I believe he was my inspiration for those. Keep up the good work & thanks for your comment on my "Waiting" poem. Have a great Monday.

Harry Horsman August 13, 2014 at 10:47 AM Oh a doorway,,and you on the right track,,,with wonderful poetry like this....