Enveloped Dreamscape
In the quiet, the night to focus on
Dreams escape my head bringing dusty eyes
I follow its lonely steps to darkness
The moon begins to shine, starts to revise
Fog envelopes me holding me so tight
I can’t breathe, suffocating, I don't lie…
End of life forms before me, true as night
I finally suck in breath of the sky
Calmness enters my troubled head for once
Fog starts to recede, I see a home there
Is it mine, what is the purpose of this
My dreams, so lost, am I truly aware
Where am I to be in this dream, fancy
I delve into the space under this moon
Bewilderment occupies my shaved head
Smooth as silk, I follow nothing so soon
The fog starts to cast its way in again
I’m blinded only by the moon’s blue light
Now I must sit, I am tired, can’t go on
I hear the ocean, is it a new sight
I wake to the sound of my noise maker
To see thick fog covering everything
Every thought is clear, I can concentrate
I blame it on my dream, ventured seeing
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2014
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