Sisyphus Dreaming, by george-b
Somewhere, between a dream and a rock,
I Am:
The dream’s the stronger rock – the rock is talcum…
The dream’s much easier to push uphill…
The talcum rock is sliding back into Abyss, each time
It Seems:
Will same dream come to me tomorrow?
© 2012, poem, George-B, All rights reserved
You speak for all of us. ❤
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Thanks Louise: Sometimes, even on a Thursday, you gotta, let, it, all, OUT!
i’m glad you felt part of the audience, the first to notice it, and comment.
Thank you very much!
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