I just walk through my day as I stroll through a dream Where all things are as possible as they may seem, Where the moon rides the daytime, the sun rides the night For surely this means that both periods are bright, From the shadows hang silver, from twilight hangs gold For the beauty we see is to have and to hold, Even inverted streams that flow through the dawn air Give us more treasured images we can all share.
I dip my toes in a puddle that rainbows a dream In soft circlets of colour that ripple and gleam, And I wash my face gently with life’s whispered breeze Then I dry it again with the winds of the trees, There is so much to see in a moment of time So many silk pages of immortal rhyme That come back on the echoes of what’s gone before And quietly tap on each window or door.
I call out to a lark as it sings to the sky With no need to wonder, no need to ask why How Heaven can sing in such soft feathered ways Like the angels we dream of from our childhood days, There is sometimes a laugh, and yet sometimes a cry When the roses have bloomed, or the well has ran dry, Yet my day wanders on in our dream’s blessed calm With a prayer of contentment that keeps me from harm…
alone in my bed I lay still not able to pray I close my eyes to a world unknown cobwebs etched in the very fabric of my existence alone helpless with demonic bites viscous fangs with long stemmed dripping blood
A dream… Always like a stained past An unknown future A brimming river which dominates And takes you wherever it wants Doubtful, Undecided and Dark Sometimes sweet.. sometimes bitter Sometimes cute.. sometimes harsh Incredible yet uncontrollable Fantastic yet unpredictable A
Ignorant of limit, free of bond Virtuous foolishness, night-less dream All pervading, all purifying You are the pounding of the heart And the gushing of the blood You are the pain of separation And the exhilaration of tryst The sighs,
A fat island burns under a looming sun. Bleeding rays will enter your eyes to see the blundering world. The gods were melting down looking at the corpses of faltering orchids, spread out at the feet of a white blaze.