Whispers in the silence
The night walks in
Sinewy and dark with dreams
Dripping sound barrier
Castles crumble
Ounces wait
Oceans fracture their depth
Into tunnel causeway dreams
And the shadows roar sleeps silence
Deaf to wandering castles
Dream syndicate clarity
And the faultiness of waking hours.
Denis Streeter 8/3/11
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