Terry Ireland Poet Rhyme

The Good Ship Dreamtime

This is the good ship Dreamtime
And she sets sail every night
Weighing anchor for her cruise
With the fading of the light.
Her passengers are all dreaming
That they are all still awake
Suffering from insomnia and waiting
For the arrival of daybreak.
Her crew are all phantoms
Spirits of the sleeping brain
Watching carefully over 
Those on this ethereal main.

There are screams and moans
And some of them quietly weep
As they journey through the night
None realising they are asleep. 
She drops anchor to disembark
Just before breaking dawn
Transporting the travellers home
To their own bed early each morn.
Where they awake exhausted 
For each of them still think
All through that long long night
They’ve not slept a single wink.

The good ship Dreamtime then 
Fades quietly from their sight
Until the next dusk when She’ll 
Reappear to cruise another night.
Every night She cruises 
Answering their call
And no matter how many ask
She accommodates them all.
She is the good ship Dreamtime
Who, in her own  special way,
Helps sleeping insomniacs turn
Each sleepless night into day.

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Suzanne Delaney December 28, 2022 at 2:43 PM Yes. I’ll meet you at the Sleepy Time Bar, Terry. I take this cruise quite often. Cheers, SuZ Terry Ireland December 29, 2022 at 9:00 AM Thanks Suzanne - never ever thought of a bar on board. See you there.

Gershon Wolf December 13, 2022 at 8:06 PM Wow! This one really hits home to this dreamer -- an insomniac for the last seven years, on and off. (Off right now, thankfully). A masterpiece, Terry. FAVE for me. Thanks you, Gershon Terry Ireland December 14, 2022 at 12:48 AM Thanks Gershon. I read this theory that most insomniacs dream they are awake. I asked how come i can remember the books I supposedly read in my dreams. No reply.