The Twinkling Bliss Of Sunlight On Green Leaves

The twinkling bliss of
sunlight on green leaves
The moving tapestry of
images it weaves
As we fall further into sleep
deciphering electricity as dreams

Blue water falls to smithereens
from fountains made of silver beams
And all around this garden of repose
tranquillity’s bewildered by a rose

A rainbow morphs to a gothic arch
a certain serendipity diverts our path
Then half awake we giggle at these schemes
that tickle twice this fuselage of dreams

Observe now under one umbrella
A stage-struck cat recites Othello
synapse flip-flap a glittering bling
sunflowers are frightened by a ring

Alas a clock alarms its right
To toll the knell of parting night
Dream makers pack away to hide
The work that reason can’t abide

The day will have its rightful place
Do what you must do - to save face
We dream our fears or die of fright
and darn the ragged sleave at night

by Sean Joyce

Comments (1)

Wow! I am impressed. I haven't thought of describing my dreams the way you did. You're very good.