That dream came alive in snowcapped peaks flowing like a thousand whispered secrets, its laughter gently echoing off the slopes down into the valley...
Tag: dreams
Millennia
A stirring in primeval shadows, given out to dreams that fell from the sky. Blind eyes know only the promise of light...
Antique Secrets
Passage back into dreams I’ve seen can be bought with the last drop of rain fallen in a land made desert...
Wilderness
Walking through the closed in places, the wilderness breathes me in...
Fall Weather Dreams
Along a village street in fall weather dreams we float together by the light of a harvest moon...
By the Roadside
So many eyes peering out of the walls watching together by the roadside the passing dreamers going home...
The Court of the Druid King
A breeze down the street brings it all the smell of hot window screens and withering grass of a field between our dreams and a chance to taste them...
Once More Into Desolation
Through a crowd of faces blurred by rain and shadow a smile like the morning cut through the dark and disappeared into a sky of dying starlight...
At the Edge of Waking
Those images that come at the edge of waking weave lies I believe with all my heart only for a moment before the supports break pillars crumble and the fortress falls into the sea...
The Dream World Above
Lost in translation somewhere along the way A message for the weary transformed Into a deafening cry of solitude...
King in Chains
The world comes through as reflections on glass And I wonder what those on the other side see If anyone exists in the room beyond the window Longing as I do to step off the ledge...
One Town Over
The street is lined with silent watchers A spectacle of starlight above and below the horizon Where their minds live, where their souls dream...
Misfits
A band of self-made misfits Standing together in a half-moon Lips wrapped around lit cigarettes With filters packed full of gunpowder—
Little One
Little one at the edge of Moon Lake Eyes cast upon the surface Hand grasping at wisps of fog That roll translucent out of the dark waters
The City I Dream
In my dreams I walk through a cityI do not know which, but it is ancient.All around are the great works of its peopleThough they appear unweatheredTheir craftsmen are nowhere to be found.The beauty fills my heart with sadnessAnd my mind with fear.Over everything lies a deep expectancyAs if I am waiting for the comingOf …
