You snigger

in jest.

You rise by noon,

You sleep bathed in

morning light.

In the silence

of a dream

a galleon sails

upon your rough seas.

and, you tell me

life is but a dream:

that it comes whether you

are awake or not?

this is your psalm.

this is your grave.


Author: Steven James Humphreys

Me and my wife live with our wonderful pets. I hope you like my blog finding it informative, meaningful and entertaining. I write about varied subjects having written books for sale on Amazon and Barnes and Noble.

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