"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Monday, December 19, 2011

Sweet Dreams



Sweet dreams,
come to me
as soon as
my head lies
upon my silken
pillow.
I wish to escape
the sharp edges
of my day.
                                       
Transport me
in your veil
to fantasy’s shore.
Let my mind
be freed from
a world that
plays tug of war
with my emotions,
drawing me one moment
into sublimity, the next
pulling me into
the abyss .

I wish to play
In the sand
of imagination,
walk its beaches
sparkling with enchantment,
hear the sea
sing its siren’s song
to my heart.

Dreams, I have
had too much reality
in this long day.
I await your visitation.
Please come quickly.


©Susie Clevenger 2011


15 comments :

vivinfrance said...

Ah, those dreams. I wish them to come true for you - but don't leave your head in the sand for too long! Life IS for living.

Ricardo MiƱana said...

Beautiful lyrics, Christmas is endearing,
These days I wish peace and happiness come to your house.
Happy Holidays!.
a hug.

Abin Chakraborty said...

this speaks for all troubled souls everywhere.may the blessed days ring in more sweet dreams, and perhaps a better reality.

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is very beautiful, with the lilting cadence of a lullaby and a mood of serenity.

Jinksy said...

Aahh! I think I have a dream for everyone on my blog today!

Marian said...

i wanna play on that beach, too :)

Laurie Kolp said...

A great meditation for the end of the day!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh I so relate! The sweet relief of sleep, and dreams! Beautifully written.

Adura Ojo said...

Love this, Susan Speaks to my current frame of mind. Personification of dreams is a powerful tool that draws the reader in. Thanks for sharing.

Rossandra said...

Soo restful. Lovely.

Kay L. Davies said...

So lovely, Susie. I wish all dreams could be respite from the day.
K

Fireblossom said...

Oh yes. I love sleep, and seek it as eagerly as this poem portrays.

coalblack said...

but i always wake up again.

Heaven said...

I love the cadence of your words..nice images of playing in the sand of imagination ~

Lovely write ~

Beyond Horizon said...

Into the world of serenity, but How long can those stay? have to wake up in reality.

Nevertheless...Somethings come true only in dreams, Sweet Dreams :)

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