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250 · Apr 2018
Dreams.
Charles Apr 2018
And now I lay me down to sleep,
Adventure bound, it’s time to dream.

At once I’m in an ocean vast
As captain now, I climb the mast.
“Fire at will!” I scream out loud,
“Direct the cannons towards the bow!”.

The sky tears open, the scene has changed,
I’m strolling in the summer rain.
I grab my lady by the hand,
We’re off to see the ice cream man.
I get a shake, and she a malt,
Now yet again, the action halts.

Floating through the galaxy,
The moon now smiles up at me.
I wipe my helmet with my shirt,
And radio my crew on Earth.
“It’s gorgeous, more than I can say.”
And then I start to slip away.

The morning comes and wakes me up,
I rise and grab my coffee cup.
But this is the worst part you see,
When I wake up...and I’m still me.
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146 · Aug 2018
Downpour
Charles Aug 2018
Summer brought the storm clouds
Storm clouds brought the rain
The ***** and dams all overflowed
Without any refrain

But when the downpour ceased,
Well things had hardly changed
Because it washed away the castles
And the black marks all remained.

— The End —