***
"don’t shake him awake"
he whispered
to her
"his nightmares will spill out
into the world
***
***
her
dreams
more familiar to her
than
real life
***
she
knew
all the past history
when
she entered her dreams
***
with
lengthening shadows
the shimmering ghost of night
folds her arms
around the world
***
dancing
around the full moon
intense white orbs
of
street lamps
***
dark pool of water
wind rippling
moon's reflection
unfathomable
depths
***
shadows of leaves
fingered
the walls
but
there were no trees outside
***
***
the
shadowy
dreams
they
gathered
***
the curtains
opened
to the night sky
the black window
reflected the room back on
***
clouds
of silver stars
fell
from the sky
as she watched
***
***
tragic
surprises
silences
in
the darkness
***
ivory moons
unfathomably
alive
innocuous
fairytale
***
waving willow branches
painted all the stars
in the night sky
but was too tired
to paint the moon
***
delicate gossamer fairies
dancing
round the full moon
enchanted
night
***
***
there
is
no sanity
nightmare and reality
are one
***
in the hillside
of old lichen encrusted trees
a door revealed itself
it led to
Wishing Gate House
***
a
sea
of
foxgloves
all colours
of the rainbow
***
in
winter
the bare tree branches
handwriting
in the sky
***
his ragged hair
a black waterfall
as he stood
on
the windswept moors
***
courtesy
of squirrel
I have loads more oak trees
bearing
more acorns
***
little by little
weed by weed
bursting through concrete jungle
earth
reclaims herself
***
sunset
painted
glorious red sky
the next day
hope and promise
***
sunrise
painted
angry red sky
all day
rain and squalls
***
***
horses
gaily prancing round
on the carousel
silhouetted
against vivid orange sunset sky
***
the green places
of my child hood
gone
now scarred
with roads and industry
***
***
the
haunted
bridge
her death
playing over and over again
***
running
down
the cliff face
rivers
of moss
***
the
stones
witnessed
they alone
remembered
***
wisps of grey hair
drifting
round his head
swirling
sea mists
***
***
daughter of the sea
they claimed you
but lent you back on borrowed time
it
will soon be time
***
the
waterfall
parted
revealing
a door
***
dawn breaks
threaded on spider webs
beads
of
pendulous dew drops
***
***
she
climbed
the stairs
found a door
that had not been there before
***
the
feline eyes
looked up
the
sweet tabby face
***
the
different
voices
some on the surface
some buried deep
***
she
sat down
completely alone
suddenly
a whisper
***
the
unicorn
looks in
through
human eyes
***
the man on the stage
his shadow
on the red velvet curtain
running
the other way
***
life
so fragile
hanging on a thread
that
might break any minute
***
***
I am here
and
yet I am not
I am separate
yet I blend into everything
***
a customer
in the chemist
wearing psychedelic clothes
asks
for migraine tablets
***
in the attic
of her childhood
she found the old mirror
looked into it again
then she put it away
***
***
so intense
so real
yet it goes away fading
only
leaves a trace
***
the inner world is real
outer world
an illusion
where is
the truth?
***
I followed your footsteps
the rain
washed them away
I find
my own path
***
angel
in disguise
I did not recognise you
I
know you now
***
***
entered
the
grounds
of
burrowed minds
***
thundering noise of the trains
inside her mind
shook her head
as
they went by
***
death
stared me in the face
with her hollow dark sunken eye
I spoke to her, cheered her up
she went skipping away
***
looking
at the person
I wonder
the
personality
***
I belong
nowhere
I am
wherever
I am
***
I
search
for traces
there
are traces everywhere
***
***
she
walked
into a room
that
did not belong there
***
the many mirrors
in the hallway
reflecting
different views
from different eras of time
***
fished
a coin out of his pocket
tossed it in the air
child caught it
a golden sovereign
***
the orange goldfish
swam
round and round
its bowl
all day long
***
child always wondered
what
was the point of a fish knife
many years later
she is still of same opinion
***
the
orange patterned paper
waiting
to be folded
to an origami bird
***
the water inside
floating within
now
the water is outside
floating without
***
***
she
looked
into the pool
his reflection
smiled back at her
***
gaily prancing round
on the carousel
silhouetted
against vivid orange sunset sky
***
the green places
of my child hood
gone
now scarred
with roads and industry
***
***
the
haunted
bridge
her death
playing over and over again
***
running
down
the cliff face
rivers
of moss
***
the
stones
witnessed
they alone
remembered
***
wisps of grey hair
drifting
round his head
swirling
sea mists
***
***
daughter of the sea
they claimed you
but lent you back on borrowed time
it
will soon be time
***
the
waterfall
parted
revealing
a door
***
dawn breaks
threaded on spider webs
beads
of
pendulous dew drops
***
***
she
climbed
the stairs
found a door
that had not been there before
***
the
feline eyes
looked up
the
sweet tabby face
***
the
different
voices
some on the surface
some buried deep
***
she
sat down
completely alone
suddenly
a whisper
***
the
unicorn
looks in
through
human eyes
***
the man on the stage
his shadow
on the red velvet curtain
running
the other way
***
life
so fragile
hanging on a thread
that
might break any minute
***
***
I am here
and
yet I am not
I am separate
yet I blend into everything
***
a customer
in the chemist
wearing psychedelic clothes
asks
for migraine tablets
***
in the attic
of her childhood
she found the old mirror
looked into it again
then she put it away
***
***
so intense
so real
yet it goes away fading
only
leaves a trace
***
the inner world is real
outer world
an illusion
where is
the truth?
***
I followed your footsteps
the rain
washed them away
I find
my own path
***
angel
in disguise
I did not recognise you
I
know you now
***
***
entered
the
grounds
of
burrowed minds
***
thundering noise of the trains
inside her mind
shook her head
as
they went by
***
death
stared me in the face
with her hollow dark sunken eye
I spoke to her, cheered her up
she went skipping away
***
looking
at the person
I wonder
the
personality
***
I belong
nowhere
I am
wherever
I am
***
I
search
for traces
there
are traces everywhere
***
***
she
walked
into a room
that
did not belong there
***
the many mirrors
in the hallway
reflecting
different views
from different eras of time
***
fished
a coin out of his pocket
tossed it in the air
child caught it
a golden sovereign
***
the orange goldfish
swam
round and round
its bowl
all day long
***
child always wondered
what
was the point of a fish knife
many years later
she is still of same opinion
***
the
orange patterned paper
waiting
to be folded
to an origami bird
***
the water inside
floating within
now
the water is outside
floating without
***
***
she
looked
into the pool
his reflection
smiled back at her
***
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