"To sleep: perchance to dream..." William Shakespeare

sleep is not coming my way this morning at 3:30 am, therefore I write.




I Am The Dream Dancer

And in the moon shadow, I shall dance with the stars
In the nakedness of my soul reveling in the heartbeat
Rhythms as in measured beats I flicker in the night sky.
Do you see me?
Who am I?
I am the dream dancer.
Catch me upon the blink of your eye
And I shall linger but a moment
But last a lifetime in your memories
Those memories of the elusive kind
That haunt and hearken you to a time
Of misty thoughts before sleep.
I am the white veil of slumber.
I am the comet's tail brilliant and elusive
As I stream in dreams like Milky Way cream
Across yielding minds waiting for deliverance.
Let me move in your realm of wonder.
Let me kiss the uncertainties away.
Let me leave the peace of possibilities.
Come now.
Dance with me in the moon shadow
In the nakedness of your soul
Hear the beat of your heart rhythms.
Let tranquil thoughts through you flow.

Sleep. Dear One, Sleep.

Kathy Lockhart
10/23/07





Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2007-10-23 at 09:09

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Will
Lack of Sleep never displayed such talent

I haven't read this much talent from someone not sleeping enough since Lightning BOLT (Cindy) LOL

Amazing as always Kathy
2007-10-24


kath
...and through the softness of dreams we overcome and thrive in a beautiful realm .... your poem is a beautiful dream that is in reality ,,,,

best wishes
katherine
2007-10-23


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
This is a beautiful poem katherine this is your gentleness inwords it is the dream dancer you are and the precurser of beautiful dream you bring in the still of my night well done katherine like you this is a tender dream maker well doone xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxylk Michael
2007-10-23


Adeleine
This poem gives a light that will shine for a long time.
The beauty, the tenderness, the passion.

May all angels of the night sing you in a deep sleep
with dreams that last in fairytales..

Namaste

Adeleine
2007-10-23