The Dreamer

This poem is a recognition of what my writing style and writings have come to mean to me.

The Dreamer was chosen

not because of the dream,

but because of a need to feel

desire flow through each vein

like a geyser on the verge of complete destruction.

Each painted image fuels the Dreamer

and the dreamer fuels the images

as meaning goes

beyond more than a picture,

more than words,

verbs and actions.

With crooked eyes expressionless to the

master,

the Dreamer envisions that truth

precedes illusion into

the act of resurrection

and completion of a new age.

The End

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