Sunday, February 13, 2011

…Perhaps To Dream

Do I want?
Will I go?
Could it be?
Might I know?
In my sleep,
In my mind
Thoughts abandon
Fleeting time.
Rounding corners
To arrive in
Places where
Sweet hope survives.

Softly sliding
Into slumber
Where no fearful
Giants lumber.
Lying by her
Gentle stream
In solitude…
Perhaps to dream.

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Arf said...

I like the way the near-frantic, choppy questioning of the early lines devolves into the quieter smoothness of the hope of better dreams.

Dennis S Martin said...

Thank you for your comment.