Alkas Poetry Poet Quatrain

Sans Dreams We Do Not Live

If the dream dies,
            life is a horse
            cripple who no longer
            will run anymore ...

             if the dreams are gone,
             life will be a river
             dry and ephemeral
             without solution ever ...!



  Ps. Reading Langston Hughes

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Iris E. Sankey- Lewis April 29, 2021 at 6:56 PM "If dreams Die" grabbed my attention because I see value in dreams beyond our understanding. For that reason, I'm grateful I've learned to tread softly in my every moment, day, of spiritual growth. A brief eye opening poem. Alkas Poetry April 29, 2021 at 11:26 PM I thank you for your attention and for the sensitivity shown ... the poet really has to fly in dreams to reach fullness, salute dear Iris...by the wai have a daughter named IRIS alkas

Darlene De Beaulieu April 29, 2021 at 11:54 AM Hello Alakas, life is like a river with no solutions sometimes. Salute Darlene Darlene De Beaulieu April 30, 2021 at 10:26 AM Hello Alakas, you are welcome my friend. Salute Darlene Alkas Poetry April 29, 2021 at 11:28 PM Yes dear Darlene,seasonal rivers are like this ... without rain they die ...Thank you for your kindness salute alkas