I Will Wry-se Up – I'm Truly–thankful for God and my gift for writing sugar-coded metaphors in service of my growth and your smi
Description: A Place for Creative Expression
A Place for Creative Expression
This poem came to me after a night of dreams which I really felt I had actually lived through. I so often dream like that these days, usually waking exhausted finding that even if I wake and then go back to sleep, I return to the dream and it continues. They seem to have gone on for hours and hours and I can recall so much detail. Occasionally I will write them down, but mostly they are thrown to the depths in the hope that they are finally over. This one played on my mind, so I ran with it.
Dreamlike Travelling... I wandered lonely as a cloud, As all around cloaked to enshroud And as its brightness filled the sky, no longer lonely, I cannot lie. But suddenly the brightest hues, My loneliness I began to lose. A bow of colour bold and bright, Filled all I could see with beauteous light And as I gazed in wonderment, for I haven’t a clue how long I spent. I drifted away from myself, No further worries of sickness or wealth. Transported to a place in my dreams. Filled with people I’d lost, or so it
I Will Wry-se Up – I'm Truly–thankful for God and my gift for writing sugar-coded metaphors in service of my growth and your smi