Phantasmagoria

a dream stretching into reality.

     Place of oddity leading searching mind to path to ponder. Going forward, a kaleidoscope carousel stumbled upon, you are greeted by dancing, prancing pantomime creatures. As they laugh they glisten and shine in wave like circles of motion which mesmerizes. Here, down is forever upward spiral as dreamscape begins.

     Seasons change in a instant, time measured and lost forgotten, found again in shifting thought. There within a flash, one of crystalline light, that of snow flowering. In summers heat, a petal becoming seed falling slowly and gently to autumns earth. As wonder met stars explode inside, penetrating twinkling eye. Blinking in brilliant, bright darkness of bright verdant blue mid-day sky.

      At night times awakening, rainbows revealed as bridges connecting lands lost, those of uncommon gold waiting to be realized. The beings there cause disquiet when met, reminding one of hidden self. You see them as they play, peeking out as they tease, and the collision occurs in moments of joy and desire, that of creation.

       Emotions arise, those only found in places of change brought forth from smoke of funeral pyre. Hope is the Phoenix flying before you. Tears fall from human eyes, becoming doves dancing upon storm chased wind. Changing as they go you know them, for they as you are becoming all that is wise.

       Sleeping but awake, yearning for the fantastic, a lasting wish in hoping to stay. Vision shifts again, and I am there in solid space. 

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Robert Trakofler]

This mind flow poem is filled with brilliant imagery the lines between dreams and life are sketched with a blurry charcoal wash delineating nothing but accentuating it all. I liked this

[LE Berry]

Thanks Bad Bunny...the place of dreaming does enter into our waking existence creating reality...