Sleeping Whimsy

sleeping Whimsy

I fight and scream to seem serene

Tight-rope dreams alight

Silver dancers lead me there

Flames transfix shadow with light

 

I long to remember

to find you there

to be graced with sights delight

to slip beneath the maze and frolic there all night

but where there is fire must be smoke

as it fills my sterile cubical mind

I lose might

and drift with silent meaning

Into the concious realm

I whisper you goodnight

Reviews

[Matthew Kult]

Good flow and very creative. An excellent read. Well done.

[TeenRomance2]

I liked this one too. Your poems are very...adventurous!