i dream of poems

almost asleep, almost awake

i dream of poems
without verses
almost sleeping
almost awake
i occupy the
ubiquitous places
floating into
the vortex of time
with no clocks
to track absent
footprints
an opiated glow
of flowing ether
my telling eyes
breathing
vapors of me
embracing all
that was
with no
knowledge
of good or bad
the spirit of
judgment
sleeps as
i dream
of poems
without
verses


Music Selection:

Pink Floyd, Breathe

jbm
Oakland
6/4/12

Reviews

[riskrapper]

merci .me

[...]

. absolutely beautiful poetry ... a very poetic friend of mine says true poets write about writing poems ... and ... i must also add ... that pink floyd is one of my favourite bands ...