Dreamland.

Mysterious cords in the dark of night,

just audible timpani rolls,

The cords crash into dreamland.

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2 thoughts on “Dreamland.

    • Thanks for the comment, strangely enough this poem was written as a description of a wonderful piece of music that I was listening to, while writing the poem. This piece of Music is the Symphony in B flat major, opus 20 by French 19th century composer Ernest Chausson. This is the interesting part of writing poems, once the poem is out there in the public domain, it looses it’s original meaning and significant s, and takes on many meanings, feelings and significant s. This is why I usually do not put any note under the poem, as a lead as to why or how I came to write the poem. Best wishes and blessings, Charles.

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