Dream Weaver

as I watch the sun fade away

behind the palm trees

that line up on the sea shore

I begin to take stock and prepare to leave;

opening up my bag,

with a view to clear the excess baggage,

I find all I have is words andthat does not seem to be enough!

a gentle breeze blows softly

ruffling a few leaves andspreading a peaceful feeling

that I never knew before!

clutching a pencil in hand,

plenty of thoughts,plenty of ideas,

I’ve got so much to say

;words unspoken, lurk around

like hungry wolves,

ready to devour the soul

the moment I give in!

sitting here, I watch the people

play games that I don’t understand

;games that don’t mean a thing
yet I stand in their midst

; alone with memories of what, once was

,searching for reasons,

to why and because

I search for a reason and a purpose
to keep going on for more!

as the night falls and the stars come out,

I close my eyes and climb into my starship

to go to a faraway land, leaving everything else behind,
where I am safe, till morning light, filters in flying higher than the stars,

I close my eyes

and in this psychedelic mind space,

weave many a dreamsto write the chapters of my life!

inspiration by poetryoflife.com