Dreams Are Calling

Outside the walls beyond this quaint cottage
Where the Night sprawls scrawling indicipherable meanings
Upon the face of every race that bides a bit of time to bear
A secret seed and word for every ear comes calling
Outside the walls where Night is falling

An awful creature vain and older than the day
A beautiful spirit thrives as well beyond the toil and fray

Betwixt the twist and warp we weave the myths of real pretend
Compose our list of make believe and pitch into the wind

Outside the walls
A secret seed
Outside the walls where Night is falling
Like words in ears such dreams come calling



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2026-01-19 at 01:40

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