Excerpt From Dream Fragments


Sirens calling out names during the night

The darkness looks like rain, like forgotten faces behind doors

Old musical scores begin to replay the tunes that brought you hither

Ones about magic sorrows and haunting keyboards without hands

There is a mountain of fire asleep with clouds of ghost in this weather

Whether or not they ever see the light of day is a matter without answer

More inexplicable than unexplainable, a small detail of definition

That often makes all the difference



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
Written on 2026-01-24 at 02:13

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