Dreamscape short poem

The swish of tyres on a quiet morn

Driving from an unknown place

To a place as yet unknown

Like the wash of a moving sea

Filled with memories

Of glittering sands

On sun washed shores

Secret caves in the deep below

Mysterious creatures on the ocean floor

The creak of planks on pirate ships

Sleek motor boats on pleasure trips

Children’s cries, old men’s sighs

Eagle wings sweeping the skies

The tides

Brushing shores

Gentle fingers,

Imprinting dreams

On the brow of the sleeping land

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A gentle ride through the world of dreams, one almost feels that one should tread softly lest the dreamer awakens. Terrific writing @Anjana_Dutt

Swathi Rao

A drive to remember.. love nature drives… so liked your poem!