Intangible Dream
snowdrop, petal drop, dewdrop
my imagination,
set alight
set alight by the spark of creativity
the one that smoulders,
leaving cinders and ash
beautiful scenes,
snowdrop,
watching it melt on the fire
petal drop,
from every dream that i watch flower
dewdrop,
from every fresh experience
the sort that arrives in the morning
and orchestrates my feelings
build the scene,
we are here living as an abstract
and we are but intangible dreams
James Garratt – Wednesday 28th December 2005
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Intangible Dream – Written Wednesday 28th December 2005 (Aged 30)

We are but intangible dreams. Wow, your metaphors are impeccable!
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Thank you – I like this one as well 🙂 🙂 – hope you are well – appreciate the comments and reads
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Of course!!!
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