"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Monday, December 27, 2010


Where is the magic
Of your days
If you cease to dream

There is a dream knocking
Open your heart
And welcome it home


Dreams are the diamonds
That sparkle in your soul


I am a dreamer
I see yes
When the world
Is covered in no


I dream with my heart open


Why shouldn’t I dream
Someone needs to remove
Impossible from the dictionary


Dreams are my wings
To carry me away
From those who
Have stopped dreaming

©Susie Clevenger 2010


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