Category Archives: Dreams

Hold On Tight…

 
nightmars 1                                        I placed my foot                
upon the stair,
              then in a blink                             
                                  it wasn’t there.                                                                
I fell for miles, or
so it seemed
as if time slowed as I dreamed.
But opening eyes
wide in fright
gave true sense of my plight.
The ground                              
was coming,
                          hurtling fast,

as I relived a lifetime past.
Then suddenly, all was still
held in stasis by my will,
for the Pen
I gripped
became my friend,
taking control
I wrote…
The End  
LadyP©2014

Phew!! 
Gotta love being in control. x

Untitled…

Thoughts 1 Untitled this poem,
unknowing the
theme,
of what do I write,
of what do I dream?
Nightmares ensue, as 
my brain knows best
what subject to chose,
thus disturb my rest.
Sending deep fears
designed to scare.
Untitled this poem?
My brain has no care. 
LadyP©2014
Einsteins_Dreamscape_by_TomWilcox I have this belief that my brain hates me,
It knows the fears I hide from everyone else,
  and delights in scaring the living daylights out of me. 

Timing…

wallpaper20 
The voice said
“Go back
‘Tis not
your time”
I floated down
to this body of mine,
lying there, flesh ‘n bone,
soulfully lost, on my own,
for the light was still there,
shining bright, calling to me,
feeling so right, beautiful,
pulling, surely not dreamt?
It just wasn’t my time,
‘Twasn’t meant.  
LadyP©2014

Dream Home…

 cartoon dream speech bubble  My dream home 
has window shutters
a split back door too,
wooden features ‘round the house
dark varnished flooring through.
I hold the picture in my mind
visiting when I feel inclined.
A mini holiday,  a tiny break,
closing eyes to dream,
whilst fully awake.
LadyP ©2013

Dream-watcher…

ribbon streaming

 You hide there deep in the shadows,
tell me, dost thou wait for me
to close my eyes,
breathe so deep,
to dream
finally?
Or
art thou
something
other
than a
fear rising dark in my mind,
couldst thou be standing watch o’er me,
a guide, without whom I’d search blind.
There be no answer
forthcoming,
it seems that trust is the key,
you wait there deep
in the shadows,
I
live in hope
you are
light,
an
aid
to
see..
LadyP©2013