Dreams V

dancing through my dreams
the serpent weaves a spell
as handsome chocolate acrobatics
laugh happily in hell
spiders are exhumed
leaving trails of icing sugar
chasing steps to greet the morning
and an ancient smiling buddha
the scorpion bites a toad
shedding flakey pink pajamas
seeking the next victim
then only finding Llamas
battle scarred these symbols
with familiar tattoos
till light peeks past the window sill
and soon I find my shoes

Poetry by Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-04-07 at 08:53

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Shoes have a habit of disappearing when you need them the most... I once misplaced a pair in the refrigerator. "What the hell...?" yelled my man. ;-)

I love these wicked playful dreams! Never stop "telling" us, please.


Twenty Dreams
by Eli