Unnamed / Tomorrow

[petefromoz]

My muse has returned after a lengthy absence, and so, after a fashion, have I.

These arrived in my head today without warning, and wanted to be said, so here they are.

Unnamed

by Pete

In dread of night,

the words don't come.

Unvoiced, unspoken

thoughts and fears.

Wordless terror

without a name;

formless, primal,

unspeakable.

In the pale dawn

the words return;

alas, too late -

the moment's gone.

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Tomorrow

by Pete

We are what we remember;

the sum of what has come to pass.

Our past defines our present,

and indicates what we'll become.

What then of hopes and wishes,

of fervent dreams and fancied plans?

Imagination frees us

from the shackles of ourselves.

[Guest rusticmonk86]

both are very nice. i like the sparse phrases.

[blue]

Wow, those are excellent. I'm nominating them.

[petefromoz]

Thank you both for the very kind words. I'm glad you liked them.