by Jack Horne |
Categories:
imagination,
"I open the door and cross the threshold of imagination"
A Rambling Poet
An enchanted place
Where ex lovers still love me
Dead relatives live
Tears from the past dry
Years of mourning and pining
A forgotten dream
Failed attempts are successes
Rejections acceptances
Then I walk back through the doorway
Ready to accept reality
Haiku, Tanka and Crystalline
Jack Horne for Constance’s Three Gems contest
Written 29th July