80spoems/olddreams
OLD DREAMS
Old dreams hover,
stand as still as desolate men
drenched beneath borrowed eaves
on a dreary December day.
Too long an absence from the hearth
has rendered a disquieting silence.
80spoems/olddreams
OLD DREAMS
Old dreams hover,
stand as still as desolate men
drenched beneath borrowed eaves
on a dreary December day.
Too long an absence from the hearth
has rendered a disquieting silence.