Best Lucid Poems

 Last night I dreamt that I was dancing 
in soft foggy mists designed in 
pearly bows, frolicking from 
thin fluffy silver waves- 
blanketing moonlit 
skies within hour
less hills and 
jasmine 
fields
free
flowing 
through blue bliss
lakes, in lucid 
motions, as seamless 
ripples reflect a sweet
rhapsody of...

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~JSLambert does not (currently:) use, or encourage hallucinogenic drug use.

    Telepathic psilocybin prescription erasing elastic depression. Competition 
wanes, just when nocturnal emission drains. Lifted poetic wing clipping. This 
party only makes sense to those encrypted with unconsciousness. Scalpel in 
hand, methodical break...

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It's 2 a.m. and for the life of me
I can’t sleep. Perhaps too many iced green
Teas. It doesn’t bother me you see
Not getting rest I mean, it’s the caffeine
That keeps me awake and I miss dreaming
Dreams that I turn into reality.
Those pleasant visions become the...

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Tenacious ichor tells entire construction
     Divulges puerile battles during idle procedure
     Relic compiling spotlight show seduction 
     Library ivory tower truth siphoning beseecher 

     
    ...

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A dream in tune with waking world,
meanings grasp conscious unfurled,
alive alliteration aligned,
beautifully poised and perfectly timed.

Lucid dreamer weaving webs,
create rising tide that never ebbs,
perihelion pendulum swung medallion,
riding thought speed's unbroken stallion.

All the while the rising tide grows,
does atmosphere expand does water overflow,
brain makes madness meandering...

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Falling
Sweetly kissing, she
She 
Living but dead
Truly she is 
A bitter nightmare
That I can never kiss
But still my 
Sweet, sweet dreams
Of blissful scars
A dream filled with me
And me 
And me 
And the delusions of we
Now I’m falling,
Falling back to the skies of reality....

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Look upon city once known by name,
ruins that I called home, streets swallowed by flame,
in time alive shell not witness less of what should you understand,
reach on to hand of a stranger, scroll remain;
in signs that might be changing welcome,
different of a man.

When dawn awakes...

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What does she see in this tour path puddle?
It is her mother's longing lucid dream.
Shimmering shadows that are so subtle,
fading liberty hopes, that she has seen.

An aspiration of just what might be
openly revealed on a brick walkway.
A watery wish this lone child can see
sparking a...

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LUCID DREAM 33
I saw you dream. Now read between each word.
I thought the dream was mine, but it was you
who dreamt of me, a love song seldom heard,
though it was me, I guess you never knew.

Yes I was there, not making any sense,
and you, so...

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Often I wake up and see around
All the smiles & laughs & shouts, they do
The chatters & chirps & the happening hue
Them, with pretty faces and splendid crew

I see, gangs of beauties that tie them tight
Some exquisite personas & some strut types
Some are the jokers...

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Midnight skies encompassed the Earth
As the wind gently ruffled my tesselated dress
My feet caressed the soil
As I neared the edge

Cold waters spilled through my fingers
As I fused them into the stream
Redolent and succulence suffused my senses
Enrapturing me towards an evocative harvest

Dulcet lips pressed against mine
Our...

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Lucid Dreaming


There’s a place in your dreams
Where I’m told you can go
And know that you’re dreaming
But able to guide the dream show.

I’ve tried and I’ve tried
A dream journal I’ve kept,
But I’ve never been able
To gain control when I slept.

It would be such a wonder to...

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Is it difficult to request a simple lucid moment?
All the treachery and deceit shocking my existence
Filled with bewilderment and disgust, I can only lament 
The innocence and simplicity of a smothered soul 

Finally, I understand there are things beyond my control
As optimism drains gradually from...

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LUCID DREAM
As I can bounce a thought from off the moon,
while you are looking, when I know it's you
perhaps you'll sing along, less out of tune;
Sureal, the moon will do what it can do.

All mystic from the past; each witch's spell;
each wizard's charge of magic--candlelight;
some...

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In my chambers where phantasmagoria undulate
    not as vigilant watchers but as mnemonic parasites
    I ruminate—
        no longer a singular entity but a disjointed duality
       ...

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