Tangled Dream

The forest was lush green and dripping of moss and rain, Glittering flowing streams meandered past dark foliage and trees; And wild flowers dropped their petals into the water, Where they drifted down waterfalls into sapphire blue lakes. I listened deeply to the rippling water kissing the wet rocks, And the forest was loudly chirping and breathing and beckoning me; Then I heard my name being called from a faraway place, It undulated in the tangled branches and whispered on the wind. The voice called my name over and over and I ran towards it, My sobbing a loud moaning wail lost in the vast forest and streams; Then,it was dark night, the blue sky had withered away, The stars trembled as I ran through the maze . . . Then, I awoke . . . weeping. ______________________ November 4, 2013 Poetry/Verse/Tangled Dream Copyright Protected, ID 13-1013-771-0 All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym. Submitted into the contest, Mid April 2019 Premiere Contest, sponsor, Brian Strand Sixth Place