Friday, November 25, 2016

Reflections Comments

Rating: 3.8

I gaze down spiral stairways,
Cerebral cortices of dreams
Seeking the true is
In the dark cellars of seems.
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Tom Billsborough
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Annette Aitken 26 November 2016

I have had some very strange dreams of late..even woken up in a startle..those ones that feel so real, you question yourself if it had really happened or not...and seems to stay with you throughout the day.....very much enjoyed this one Tom...suits my mindset at the moment ;)

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Tom Billsborough 26 November 2016

I've been the same recently. Keep getting Lost in the rough parts of Paris. Can't think why. The spiral staircase refers back to a childhood dream. At the bottom was a room with a locked green door. This was long before the Song Green Door. Only happened once but I never forgot it.

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Edward Kofi Louis 25 November 2016

Thoughts! ! With the reflections of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Tom Billsborough 25 November 2016

Thanks, Edward. I'm beginning to get back to writing again.

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Tom Billsborough

Tom Billsborough

Preston Lancashire England
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