Poetry

Kimberly

Submitted by Rebecca Nesvet on
April, 2022

Kimberly

George Weslow

 

Who is that child sitting by herself
underneath that big elm tree,
she looks so alone there
will someone please tell me?

To Follow the Impossible Dream

Submitted by Rebecca Nesvet on
April, 2022

To Follow the Impossible Dream

George Weslow

 

How does one go about following a dream?... When reality becomes fantasy, is this impossible?... How can one follow what seemingly leads to nowhere?

But then wait a minute,... Who am I to question the limits of what the mind can conjure?...

I myself am following the impossible dream! Mine is a rainbow, invisible to other eyes, but my eyes see and my mind knows where my dream will lead.

With Me Tonight

Submitted by Rebecca Nesvet on
April, 2022

With Me Tonight

George Weslow

 

The light grows dim                                                                                        
as evening falls,
and off in the distance
a whippoorwill calls.

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