William J. Jr. Atfield Poet Rhyme

More About Dreams

More about Dreams

Upon the glowing, silvery dust of moon beams,
ride the gleaming slivers of passionate dreams.
From the depths, they arise – come to our inner sight
on the churning tides of R. E. M. s – throughout the night.

In other dreams – out of the shadows they come
to haunt the midnight hours – scaring life from some.
To others, a carnival of fun, laughter and joy,
and for most, dreams are not but a ploy

that brings to light, that which they cannot see,
nor understand that which lies beneath – to be
the truth behind the veil, creations, of imagination
from the subconscious, as it releases the forces of frustration.

B. J. “A ” 2
July 15th 2005

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Kp Nunez February 24, 2015 at 11:14 AM A looking glass on how dreams are formed in the minds of the dreamers. Intelligent, insightful. There is another take on dreams sire, that was not included here. That God speaks to us through dreams. I wonder what's your opinion on it. Still a 7. Smiles :Kim