Frederick Kesner - Catch Your Dream

A dust devil took in its arms a dervish, full-twirl;
varicosed haze of antiquated looking glass
reported a vaguely familiar but fuzzy form,
who with meticulous albeit off-beat aesthetics
chose apt words no vain hope the audience persuade.

Behind every facade, please find that weaver of words.
Dust off their wings, let them soar above new vistas.
Leave the safety & comfort of the finite & regulated;
we've spent too much of our lives 'out-of-the-box'
that we've forgotten the warmth of a dream's embrace.

Come! Break the shackles of my cliched existence, or
Should I then be made to apologise for my failure to launch?

Frederick Kesner

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