Poetry Drafts / 2 July 2017

Autumn wind

There were no dreams; growing up

I was the leaf; blown about by

an autumn wind; drifting free

yet shackled; restrictions imposed

unknowingly hampering

the dreaming; the purpose

of all

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.