Dreaming
Dreaming
Dreams, like caterpillars – pupa to butterfly, butterflies in flight.
Dreams, like creation – become the world we chose to inhabit.
Dreams, one devises – are but the past, the present, the future.
Dreams, one devises – are but yesterdays and today’s events.
Dreams, are files – subconscious, surrealistic glass doors.
Dreams, are psychic – windows into the past, into the future.
Dreams, give hope – for the here and now, for the other side.
Dreams, are but journeys – rehashing many of life’s issues.
Dreams, reoccurring – unresolved experiences, over and over.
Dreams, for some – the need for power, the need to control.
Dreams, for some – the need for peace, happiness and love.
Dreams, for some – the need to give, to share, to be a part of.
Dreams, dissipate – dissolving like multi-faceted snowflakes.
Dreams, decay – become fallen, autumn leaves in transition.
Dreams, awake, shatter – like beautiful, fragile crystal.
Dreams, awake, shatter – ones reality, in the light of day.
Dreams, disintegrate – a dilapidated, rusted out old auto.
Dreams, come to not – for they are dead end, gravel roads.
Dreams, an adventure – take one on so many journeys.
Dreams, a black hole – from which some cannot escape.
Dreams, then again – are like rose petals covered in dew.
Dreams, reflecting – refracting every colour of a rainbow.
B. J. “ A ” 2
May 17th, 2018
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