My son, the poet..


Wow…my son, the poet.  And yes, he gets that from me :D

7 Ways to See Dreams

by A. F.  Piniella
To perceive a dream is neither with eyes nor touch,
Tis the specters within and speculations untold.
Madness clouds such irritable misunderstandings,
And in our vivid imaginations we discover unity or unrest,
To which reveals the unwanted has been, and “oh” so feared will be.
However solace can be found in such doings,
Giving sight to unwoven complexity, and a desire to by no means wake from such respite.

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