Dream Waves
My eyes are shrouded by the cloak of slumber
Misty waves lapping at the corners of my thoughts
Washing away the realities of yesterday
Replacing them with opaque themes and visions
I ride the cresting waves of my imagination
Succumbing to vague images thrust upon me
Snippets of a dream state world unfold
Carrying me along without protest
Like ocean tides, they reach a crescendo
Propelling me through clouds of fantasy
And just as quickly they are gone, retreating
Stored once again in the closets of my mind
I wake and sense the remnants of my journey
Unable to recapture where I’ve been
They tease me with subtle recollections
Preserving them until I dream again
Copyright © Bob Quigley | Year Posted 2011
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