Poetry Drafts / 3 September 2017

I dream of her

green eyes and
red hair, I
dream of her.
each night a
silent movie
plays, black on
white yet I
know for sure
her eyes be
green and the
fire in her hair
is calling me
there

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.