Poem: dreams in moving pictures

Because I care

Enough to say enough,

Even through times are so rough

As society tries to burn me

As I slowly die but my soul lives.

Because I dream in riddles

I just dream but they are moving pictures in my mind—-

With meanings so hard to find

But I live on and on.

Because I sit and write these thoughts

My mind contemplates feelings from thoughts and they seem like sketches of something,

Something I didn’t know

But whatever it is I’ll show

Perhaps in my very soul.

I dream colors

Black, white, gold and blue

Pictures moving in my mind

My life in moving pictures

Moving in space and time. 12 Feb.2013

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    This is a poem on dreams and how like moving pictures but only in the mind.