Dreamers
The sun is standing still for them
Standing still for the streams of dreamers.
Dreamers streaming down the roads to somewhere else.
From somewhere that has become nowhere.
Dreaming of escape.
Dreaming of a future, any future.
Dreaming of the life they once had.
Dreaming of normality, whatever that means.
Dreaming of returning
when the sun comes up again, if ever it does.
First published in Expound,
Issue 6, June 2016 (different edit)
Dear Lynn,
ReplyDeleteThank you for your lovely poem about dreaming.
Best wishes,
Inge
Thank you Inge
DeleteThis lovely poem made me think of the many boat people who make it to our shores as they dream of a better future. Regards // paul
ReplyDeleteYes I was thinking about displaced people when I wrote it! Thanks Paul.
DeleteLovely poem, Lynn. I must confess, I am one of those "dreamers." Continued blessings to you!
ReplyDelete-MJ
www.creativeinspirationspp.blogspot.com
Thank you!
Deleteyes, may God bless all those dreamers
ReplyDeleteDreaming of that journey we all take to new tomorrows - beautiful..
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