Dreamworld

As the rest of the class dissected frogs, I sat in the next room writing. :)

As eyelids close to waking thoughts

and heart beats slow their pace,

an inner eyes shines into light

and soul-beats start to race.

 

The Dreamworld calls with whispered words

of shadows, clouds, and veils.

Infinity cries out to us,

"Come help me weave my tales!"

 

The spirit leaves its flesh behind,

enticed by dreamtime's song.

The world of daylight fades and dies

in nighttimes deep and long.

 

A flash, a burst of brightest flame

and suddenly it's there:

a twisting realm of mist and smoke

and forest landscapes fair.

 

Within the bounds of Dream's domain,

Earth's limits come undone.

A single star of silver-blue

outshines the hidden sun.

Author's Note

As always, feel free to critique.

Reviews

[Ebb and Flow]

It has been a long while since I have reviewed your work Justin. You never disappoint! This is exceptionally wonderful.
"The spirit leaves its flesh behind,
enticed by dreamtime's song.
The world of daylight fades and dies
in nighttimes deep and long."
I love these four lines. I can just imagine this happening. Your flow and rhyme as always is flawless. I always love reading your work and this is no exception. Wonderfully written!

Krys

[Wildfleour]

Justin - I am ready to see you take more risks with your poetry - form or free verse and subject matter! Go for it!

[Meh]

Very descriptive, for one. That's what I like with you're poems... they don't tell about the setting/actions, they show.

This poem tells the truth though; stories are first created from dreams.

This was carefully crafted (and when i say carefully, it's nothing bad). It's absolutely perfect, since you didn't go overboard on the description. You are the master of description, making this poem wonderful as it is.

[Kayla T]

WOW justin how your writing has grown from when you first started writing here. I AM SO PROUD OF WHAT AN AMAZING WRITER YOU ARE!!