Autumn Breath
Jason Limberg

Dreams whisper to me
at impossible times;
i carry a mirrror of my own
my ideas seeking colors,
release from my soul;
It isn’t rocket science
to drown the voices in head
but harder it is each day
to justify living to yourself;
Wether stupid, naive or unreal-
dreams can wait a lifetime to reveal
the truth behind the scene
can only be to move those peices.

Written for toads (inspired by the image)

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8 thoughts on “Whispers”

  1. For many people dreams fades in the daylight…

    Since I mostly have nightmares… for me it’s a good thing.

  2. This is a wonderful poem. The subtle nuances, the dreams and the reality of it all is life, is learning, is seeking. A truly memorable write.

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