Dreamscapes and Horrormares

Drifting across the vastness

Of the silvery astral plane

On wings of daydreams

And chariots of nightmares

Dancing when the jubilant sun

Rises high in the pale sky

Shuddering as silken sheets

Turn into a prison of steel

Its an ever changing world

Of dreamscapes and horrormares

Shifting as the wind blows

Evolving as thoughts rearrange

Transforming from one reality

To the next

Upon a whispery breath

Churning with the tides

Of evolution

Where nothing and everything exists

Author's Note

Dreamscapes, horrormares, and whispery are words that I made up to convey my idea. You will grasp the meaning as you read the poem. Self explanatory.

Reviews

[jonah]

Hello! just strolling around your poetic realms and I think I enjoyed this piece more than the others. not that the other poems are bad (Winter's Invasion is a creative cold), but this one really got my attention since I'm also a little bit interested in the dream world. this poem really portrays it. the strangeness in the pieces of thoughts, the inconsistency of the landscapes, all are nicely expressed in a slow, calm manner. nice. like observing one of Yves Tanguy's paintings haha. I like how your poems have short lines, yet every line is filled with honest emotions. that's cool. keep it up :)

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you.many of my poems are written from dreams.

[Sami Khalil]

A splendid read and write...Thank you for sharing...:)

[Poetic Beauty]

I am glad you enjoyed this poem.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[The Chosen]

I really liked this poem. I liked how you used horrormares instead of nightmares. In my opinion, that's basically what they are. I first, it threw me off, because it seemed like you were talking about something mystical, but then it turned almost evil. Then I realized that you were doing it as if it was a dream and a nightmare. I really liked it.

[Poetic Beauty]

I am glad you got the concept. It is about the whole dream realm as a whole.

[redflutterby]

Wonderful poem that speaks of those other places we visit in our sleep. There's a mystical flavor to this poem...and I love the last line. My only question is did you mean shuddering where you used shuttering? Really enjoyed this one!!

[Poetic Beauty]

I did mean shuddering. I will have to change that.