Monday Poem: The Landscapes of Dreaming


The Landscapes of Dreaming

Your hands clutched tight as you slept
keeping tight hold of all your dreams.
Nothing escaped those watchful eyes
behind closed lids as they chased
across all the landscapes of your dreaming,

searching for the morning that lay hidden
beyond the curtains of that small room
where I waited for you to awake
and take me with you on your journey
through another new waking day.

Published by David Hadley

A Bloke. Occasionally points at ducks.

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