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Sleep

She is laid to rest In a nest Not of her own making Her eyes are closed She knows nothing, reposed Disposed Of collective unconsciousness She is sans work Or waiting She is surrounded by her visions Both haunted and healing She dreams And her life is lost in the land of brain waves

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 9/11/2009 8:49:00 AM
Kool poem Autumn>>James
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Date: 8/19/2009 7:08:00 PM
A restful sleep is sure to bring a new, and fresh beginning. sincerely Moses
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Date: 8/19/2009 4:58:00 AM
I missed reading so many extremely outstanding poems yesterday. I hope to get them read today. Thank you for sharing your writing with us Autumn. Love, Carol
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Date: 8/18/2009 1:18:00 PM
Nicely written work. I like the line She is surrounded by her visions. Keep writing. Sara
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