This Morning (October 23rd 2018) Poem by DM W
This Morning (October 23rd 2018)
This morning seems eerie. It's almost out of place.
The sun filters through my dark room in different ways.
And symbols and fables, that I have never been
Able to decipher, burst through my mind like dreams.
I light candles to exorcise nagging demons.
For I need to hold on tight to hard won freedoms.
Although consciousness is derailed for the moment,
The power and magic of words remain potent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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