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Morning Tears

door killea

Incongruous dreams haunt the night leaving in waking flight
remnants keep returning throughout the morning, disturbing
the equilibrium of the mind, wanting to be understood right
body aching from the stony bed, left to cool from the night

morning tears flow, although the reasons not showing
indefinable, the shadow of the day cannot be kept at bay
following the path of the dream, pulling, towing
disconcerting feelings of déjà vu and the ultimate knowing

feedback van andere lezers

• yellow
  fioew... the way you put your feelings in a poem make me silence J.
  prachtig hoor,
  Marc
  x
  killea: Thank you darling
  xx
  j
• JakobRo
  very nice and moving poem, very silencing to.
  and you know: when tears are in your eyes... i will dry them all
  
  
  xxx
  killea: I depend on it, jakobro
  xxx
  j
• lief
  without a doubt one of your best poems June!
  
  xxx
  liefs
  killea: You are too generous with your lovely FB, thank you Lief
  xxx
  j
• Mistaker
  Deeply moving!
  
  Greta xx
  killea: Thank you Greta
  xx
  j
• Mephistopheles
  June, you have magic in your fingers,
  great!
  killea: Thank you so much, Bert
  xx
  j
• Kerry
  gewoon prachtig , dit gedicht is één om in het hart te dragen
  groetjes K
  killea: Thank you very much, Kerry
  xxx
  j