When Weary Eyelids Close in Sleep

When weary eyelids pause in sleep
And waking conscience is subdued,
When everything is dark and deep
At last released: thoughts find their muse.

For in that unencaptured state,
Myriad swathes of light entwine
And dancing free and unrestrained
Paint vivid landscapes on the mind;

Which unimpaired by nature's laws
Are woven in dazzling array -
In impish and fantastic lines
Which tumble in then float away.

But when the fleeting dance is passed
And dreams accept reality's chimes
The only imprint of their work
Are shadowed echoes left behind.




Poetry by Steve Hagget
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Written on 2006-09-17 at 20:59

Tags Sleep  Mind  Journey 

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penfold18
In a word excellent , good imagery and flow.
2006-09-18


Zoya Zaidi
And slowly in the subconscious
A thought steals and stays
Perches in the nest of dreams
Snuggles in the poetic quays...

Lovely!

Love,
Zoya
2006-09-18