Saturday, March 5, 2011

Into the past - 2nd draft

Into the past

Into the past, I drift once more,
A daydream opening an enchanted door
To time gone by and familiar faces,
A mystic realm of magic places,
On that wondrous distant shore.

Familar streets I re-explore,
The crooked lanes, the sun kissed moor
Stepping lightly in open spaces
Following all the well loved traces
Into the past.

On waking now, it's as before
I floated down that corridor,
No friendly face, no warm embraces
In Just cold grey ash of unlit fireplaces,
And I crave sleep take me evermore
Into the past.

Only one small change made in the 4th line, 3rd stanza. I can't see anything else to change at this time  so this one can also sit for awhile.

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