Every Summer... Poem by DM W
Every Summer...
Every summer I search
In vain for childhood's teeming
Blue- green dreams. I'd like
To see the world transfigured:
Like when I was young.
I once had epic visions:
Biblical designs
Of thought and expression; of
Gold set in silver.
Yet I guess my perception
Is now tainted by
Dark ways of experience.
Mirrored images
Of beauty are now fading.
How I long for those
Days of dove- like innocence.
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