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tim's Bits and Pieces - 15. Morning Dreams and Autumn

Okay so one is dark, the other isn't ... before each i gave a bit of what i was thinking or why i wrote what i did. Honestly, i am doing fine .. no need to worry.

A word about this first one, before you read it. I'd had a great night's sleep, i woke and deciding it was too early lay back down. In that short sleep i had an awful dream. So awful i didn't think i'd live much longer and i wanted to immediately e-mail all my chapters for my next story to my editor. i felt certain i wouldn't be around to post them. I wrote this because sometimes we write to forget things, or to just deal with them in the best way we can. I don't really think i am the devil ... i mess up sometimes and get after myself harshly, but i know i'm not evil.

Writing them down, stops them lingering in the brain and making a mess of the joint!

 

1.

In my early morning dreams, Death wanders freely

I watch us from above, talking like old friends at breakfast

My tongue grows forked, yet I notice this not

It’s clear as Death models me, as I morph into him

Liar, the devil’s tongue, monster.

I awaken from this dream

Pretending it’s not the truth,

Or my tomorrow,

But there is no mistake; this is a dream of my making

It is the punishment for my folly, you say

I know it is the truth

With your trust, i have paid

 

 

i thought about this one while i was standing at the bus stop. i thought, there is no poetry here on this road or in these trees ... meh, i've been wrong before ...

 

2.

Has Nature taken a step to the left?

There is no poetry in these plain trees

Green is the colour in which they are dressed

No tinge of red, or sliver of gold

They seem not in a hurry to change

But the weather’s been cooler—

Autumn is riding in on the breeze

 

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Thanks for reading.

Thanks AC for looking at the first one xo
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The content presented here is for informational or educational purposes only. These are just the authors' personal opinions and knowledge.
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