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Inside out

door killea

Dreams jumping time
again and again
to the house in mind
nothing to be the same
doors are locked
in moving transition
am I inside or am I out
exclusion or admission
seeking the riches
once held in my hand
want to feel again
sounds of the steely band
awaken slowly to loss
seek a place to hide
melancholy drift, and find
you sleeping by my side

feedback van andere lezers

• tessy
  You will feel it June..
  
  Tess
  xx
  killea: indeed Tessy
  xx
  j
• alie_jankind
  mooi dromerig beeld
  
  groet
  killea: thank you Alie
  xx
  j
• ydm
  your poems are beautifull killea, , what more can i say
  xx yvonne
  killea: thank you for the lovely FB Yvonne
  xx
  j
• Dora
  So you are not alone...
  although...
  sometimes it can feel lonely in a croud
  killea: not with me, myself and I to deal withj:)
  xx
  j
• jan
  I read you like the back of my hand, nice poem June!
  
  
  killea: terrific FB Jan
  xxx
  j
• marrik
  Wild jumping dreams are not my cop of coffee. I don't dream at all. Well written. (as always)
  
  M
  
  killea: thank you M, will send you one of mine! UHM
  xxx
  j
• Mistaker
  Melancholy and I...
  
  Greta xx
  killea: and you? thanks Greta
  xx
  j