I Dreamed of Meadows - a poem by S D Wickett

I Dreamed of Meadows is a poem written by Bournbrook’s S D Wickett.

I Dreamed of Meadows is a poem written by Bournbrook’s S D Wickett, and can be read below. For more of his poems, follow him on his Substack, Instagram account @songsofafoggedmind_ and Twitter account @essdeewickett.

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I Dreamed of Meadows

I dreamed of meadows,

Until I woke.

And when I woke;

I spoke of desire,

To see that meadow engulfed by fire.

And so I went, with hate in my heart,

Of beauty and nature and music and art.

I sparked a match with wicked intent;

And then, and then, I saw where men

Have seen and been before.

I fell to my knees,

‘Oh mercy, please’,

Spare me the thoughts that ensnare me.

Nourish my soul,

With things that are old,

And may the meadow live on.