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Sun 12 Sep, 2004 12:10 am
I used to dream in black and white/ Images of things gone by/ Thoughts of things not to happen/ The picture was blurry/ Yet these dreams I held onto/ For they promised something I wanted/ Things are different now/ Today I dream in color/ Visions of things to come/ My sleeps is consumed with thoughts/ Thoughts that i yearn to be true/ My dreams now vivid/ I dream in color because of you/ Because you brought the sun tinto my life
This poem reminds me of my very first collection from 1983, Vision: Behind My Eyes, Gulrang Publishers. In that era, I was exploring many of the topics you explore with all of your poetry. Keep plugging at it!
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