Poet’s Dream
What’s in a name they say
Community in an island on the bay
Of thinkers, dreamers and trippers
Water around, sky above, thoughts blinker
Express boldly, but no blasphemy
Regardless of race, color or faith
Let loose all you hoard and contain
Vivid emotions arcane or mundane
Burst the dams with fiery force
Empty the trauma, unrest or longing
Realize no direction in course
Readers too have same cravings
Post pictures on walls you want
Hide microscopic stains behind
Expose the nakedness of your haunt
Be sure all comprehend your mind
Be warned of your conviction
Lest this becomes addiction
Let not attachment turn aversion
Life is but another diversion
: Written by Time Traveler
