Morning clambered into my dreams
---not gently
tossing
---about
the dream
---I abandoned
the underwater folly
where time
---as it wasn’t
mothered my wounds
I thought to flee
to sink again
--- was rooted to the spot
Swaying
---awaken
tangled dream whisps
---scattering children
Day's first home
---An ocean of sheets
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2 comments:
waking - a disturbance of a dream. you capture it well
Most definitely true. A beautiful image.
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