The scream

I hear silent voices
Speaking in languages
I don’t even know.

The disembodied reach out
Holding the stillness
Crushing its petals.

Running down the aisles
They despoil the chapel
That once housed my dreams.

While the hollow eyed sentinel
Extinguishes the last flame
Beneath its granite feet.

© 2018 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

Originally published 11 July 2015

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Resolution Revolution

window

Looking out the window

Living in a dream

Of the days

Of future/past.

Looking out the window

Working on a plan,

The escape tunnel,

Get rich scheme.

Looking out the window

Searching for the sun

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Shadow of a Girl

There was a girl
Between the earth and the sky,
Shadow of a girl
Like a bird she did fly.

There was a girl
I spied between moon and sun,
But when I looked again
That girl had gone.

There was a girl
I saw across the lake,
But when I reached out for her
From the dream I did wake.
 
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Curriculum Vitae

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I’m a nice guy in a quiet way,
Unshowy, without being grey.
I’m a star in the daytime
Outshone by other lights in the sky.
I’m not a saint or a sinner
Just average Joe muddling things up
But aiming to get the big things right.
I’m looking for happiness,
Contentment? Whatever that means.
A dreamer, searching for something
And somewhere to realise my dreams.
 
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Dreamweaver

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Falling into forgetfulness
As day drifts out of sight.
Returning to the innocence
In the shadows of the night.
Falling into forgetfulness
As the sandman turns out the lights.
 
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Siren Blue (Dreams)

And here is Day 8 of my review with a poem of getting lost amongst the memories …

Made of sticks and stones

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I can’t remember what it is,
This ocean of memory
In which I’ve got lost.
A natural phenomena,
Drifting, flying, falling, dying.
I’m a stranger in this kingdom
So far from home.

I can’t see a solution,
A way out
Of this maze of confusion.
This song of the stratosphere:
Drowning, crying, calling, dying.
Dream keeper of this kingdom
I can’t call home.
 
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Wish Upon

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Sky searching, scanning the horizons of night
For a glowing ember of yesterday
To pin my hopes upon.
While the darkness is wrapped about me
Like a blanket, for the unbroken hours until the dawn.

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Mingle

Your arm is draped across my shoulder
While my arm is wrapped about your waist.
I can feel you smiling, as you look across to the sea
And you’re smiling at the ocean, that something so wonderful could be.

Your hand is clasped within mine
As we make our way barefoot across the sand
And seabirds dance above us in the utter blue of the sky,
While the sunbeams embrace the deep and ever-changing waves.

We halt motionless between sea and sky and dunes
And listen to the music, this tune composed by nature for us alone.
We stand and watch the tide encroach
Upon the beach, see it caressed by the gentle loving foam.
 
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Rain

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Rain is dreams,

Dreams are light,

Light is goodness

And Goodness

Is drops of rain.

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Originally Published: 29 August 2014

Helter Skelter

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A sudden moment,
This restless heart twists
Blown by emotion.
We begin again

This lover’s leap,
Over and over
This restless sleep.
I dream of you again.
 
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