Perceptions by Keith D Allison Managing the dance the starlight gains of an old prune in this when the conclusions prance and the heart is a fool two hunderd less three in the evening breeze not one notion nothing stirred nothing moved Perceptions of dreams alluring fantasy waiting for the warmth of a breath standing tall watching the illusion die Watching the sunset life no longer fun walking the road tonight no gold or silver not even a breath of love 08/12/2010 Posted on 08/12/2010 Copyright © 2026 Keith D Allison Member Comments on this Poem Posted by George Hoerner on 08/13/10 at 01:24 AM All perceptions are our own aren't they. That is true whether they represent reality or not and that sometimes is the trick. We can't always decide what it and what isn't. Good write. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2026 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)