Dream: A Haibun Poem

circling seas of secrets and wishes. long-legged lads leaping onwards. a thousand cries deafened by devotion. pickled eggs the size of footballs. observing eyes that never judge.

her world was a dream
entered only by April,
one she never left

© Carl Burkitt 2017

This poem is part of a challenge for National Poetry Writing Month.

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