I’m sorry, Margaret I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just did what I thought was right But […]
Dream
The dreams return, Can’t stop them from coming, Dreams of the past, Relived like a robot, Unable to deviate […]
Now is all there is: The past is a memory, Future just a dream. 5/23/17 My response to Colleen’s […]
Her one dead eye Looks off center at nothing. Crevasses cut deep worry lines In a once smooth […]
Have I dreamed this dream before, Or is this something new? A psycho-chemical reaction of my brain, Or […]
Written many years ago while reading Carl Gustav Jung’s autobiography Memories, Dreams, Reflections. In the green meadow behind the old […]
John W. Leys 