Saturday, September 25, 2010

Ode to the Dreamer.......

My heart is racing, it's beats heightened from my dreams
The images run and hide from my eyes, too deep to redeem

I run to get my pen, but the ink has run dry
The words in my head slowly fizzle and die

The world that I enter when I close my eyes
Has me short of breath, waking with a cry

The heat from the sweat gathered in those intense sets
Is too much for my body to recycle and reset

So I lie here unstirred until the beats dissipate
I close my eyes, envision and renegotiate

With my mind’s theatre and the tickets just sold
I beg the ticket master for the prior to be retold

Because sitting in this theatre without any memory from before
Leaves the dreamer empty handed with a mind so sore

Fighting to break those mental blocks
Has me wondering if these dreams are stored in some cerebral lock box

Ode to the dreamer because I am one of you
I’ll lay here in my bed overheated and used
My mind just stole another story and left me here confused……



1 comment:

  1. Lovely G... I keep a journal inside my nightstand, for those moments of inspiration that come to me through the cobwebs of sleep. My wish is to one day give it to my children, so they can remember me fondly and perhaps as someone with something to say, instead of just their crazy mother.

    Peace,
    Kelley

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