Holly Knoles Poet Tail-rhyme

Sleep-Created Fantasy World Part 1

My conscience flickers within my brain

My eyes meet the floor in constant shame

In a dark room I sit and wait

Until I go into my own world with less hate

My eyes get tired and begin to close

The thumping of my blood developing flows

Mind twists into a sleepy mode

Of all the different roads I rode

I’ve finally made it to my sweet refugee

A world I created for just me

I land on my feet in the middle of the wood

With all the colors of the rainbow and the air smelling so good

My best faerie-friend lands in the palm of my hand

She tells me what the goblins did to the land

And how them and the giants destroyed it with fights

How the sun stopped shining it’s precious lights

I needed to be there for it had been too long

So I whistled my genuine elf-song

The dragons, gnomes, faeries, and friends

All came out as the white-tigers emerged from their dens

They circled around me with tears in their eyes

Told me how the giants and goblins took our most precious prize

They tried to destroy the world I made

Tried to wipe out all the life and the world began to fade

They were so glad I was home again

We will create an army and now we’d win...

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