Regis Auffray

Regis Auffray, poetry, short stories, personal quotes

Dark Dream

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Dark Dream


Dim dreamscape



Dark skeletal trees

Crows peering down

From a starless sky

Your face appears

Your eyes seem sad


You keep looking at me



Perhaps disdainfully even

Coal black icicles

Beneath your eyes

Frozen tears?

And then

The stark dark realization

I am looking at the mirror

In my soul

Those frozen tears

Are not from your eyes

But from mine

My heart melts with sorrow

The light goes out

And with it hope

I am not feeding the crows anymore

For there’s nothing left of me

© Regis Auffray (01-14-17)


Written by Regis Auffray

January 25, 2017 at 7:49 pm

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  1. Yes well, when hope (that ever present opium of the oppressed, depressed, entitled, expectant, masses, along with faith and love) is gone, then reality has a chance to set in and bring it all into proper perspective. Reality leads to action. Action leads to change.


    January 25, 2017 at 8:17 pm

    • Thank you for your comment, Sha’Tara. I am still trying to figure out how WordPress functions. 🙂

      Regis Auffray

      January 25, 2017 at 8:49 pm

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