Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Poem 172 of 365/ Distant Place

Distant place

Everyday is a dream,
in my mind I can see,
this distant place the call for me.

In the back of a thought,
my view runs clear,
and I ponder on the wonder, my distance draws near.

imaginative imagery of a broken down name,
launderer of visionary, being single and back in the game.

A place with unreachable boundaries, with worlds we've never seen,
views of life as a strayed story and wondering what it means.

distance in abundance, dance with my dreams in place.

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