Frayed Reveries

Nothing stemmed to neverness

as young sunlight spilt through,

Forms fell in before my mind,

I recognised my bedroom.

But these left over morsels of memory,

this misplaced deja vu,

scattered like a shattered mirror,

piercingly tangible but untrue.

 

So with feet firmly planted

and net swung wide

I combed the sandy seas

of my somnambulant mind.

And the puzzle that these

rocks and pearls would create,

Was a perfectly traced yet granulated

portrait of your face.

 

Crawling amongst these wingless dreams

trying to pull tight the stitches of sleep.

I just keep falling through the fabric

of these frayed reveries

into a realm of another self,

a you I wish I could believe.

 

These cardboard dialogues

propped up behind my eyes,

 I try to cut them up but

deep down they’re what I desire.

Because just as I know

your smile’s my own design

there’s nothing else I require.

And a life, long ago put to sleep,

Is aroused to once again play out

Only in the folds of my dreams.

Hold tight, its all just

A betrayal by my eyes,

Falling through where feet

Have trodden a thousand times.

Because I am smart enough to know

I’m a memory you burnt a long time ago

but yours is more stubborn

as the embers perpetually glow.

Reviews

[truth]

brilliant - and a life put to sleep long ago - I really like your writing - thanks for sharing it with the world cheers

[FeliciaS (Poetic Prince..]

not bad @ all :)

[EmpressPoetess]

Well don't we all! I love this, it has a very expressive tone to it, it holds reality and fantasy all in one hand. A really nice job here.