Dreams

The dreams we make
Remind us
Of the lives
We break

© Dallas J. Moore

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Vision

There is a full silence
that surrounds me
An endless quiet
that fills the air
Electricity
can be seen
with clarity
of thought

© Dallas J. Moore

Picture of Me

For once I see a clear picture of the future
I see myself
bent down
Looking at myself in a stream
I can see who I became
I can see the rocks and pebbles
of the past
below the water
And the welcoming fish
of tomorrow

© Dallas J. Moore

On The Way Home

The traffic is snaking like madness
The red lights
are making my eyes rot
I can’t see out my mirrors
The spitting rain has covered them clearly
The right turn signal
of the patron in front of me is making me insane

© Dallas J. Moore