the bridge...

something different...

beyond the land of nod

to the borderlands of reality

a million children await

to the other side a dream awaits

a nightmare pulled

from the inky soup of id

a forgotten sea boils below

accepting the gift of hopes

it is upon this bridge

adults walk wearily

some cast themselves

on the jagged rocks under

others drag themselves forward

some walk back

yet more run head long willingly

into the unknown depths

of imaginary bliss

the children only wait and stare

into the void that reflects back

there is laughter over there

there are screams

there are horses whom take flight

and werewolves and vampires

they never cross over

as there are enough monsters

here...in the land of reality

Author's Note

this poem ended up inspiring a new series of young adult novels that i'm working on called the "the land of nod"....my kids have been begging me to write something they can read...and that attempt was all started here...novel excerpts posted here soon...

Reviews

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. applause and standing ovation, bradley ... way to go ... you have an elated fan ... and even more elated aspiring parent ... may you shine like a million stars and twinkle in the lives of many ... like rafiqi says in the lion king ... "it is time" ... :) ...

Will be interesting to start seeing pieces from you that's suitable for young minds. ;P

[David W Moore III]

love the line land of nod, I can't wait to see the chapters. I've always thought about doing a children's book, but never tried. I guess I was casting myself upon the rocks...

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

the divide between childhood and maturity~ this is simply incredibly well thought out writing even within the surreal depths there is the clarity of the divide~