Dreams.
To act in a play on the stage of a waking mind.
Thoughts acted out some good and some unkind.
For once to play the lead, take centre stage.
Of passions shown with love and some with rage.
Day and night now come together in shades of grey.
Images of truth that merge with lies and fade away.
The subconscious eye that watches on as plots unfold
The mind is free of all constraints the stories told.
And the ending was it good or was it bad?
Do you wake up feeling happy? Feeling sad?
The dreams that make us all feel happy we recall
The mind protects us from the rest to save our soul.
© Copyright. D W Smith. 2007-06-22.>> Back to Index to Daz's Poems >>
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My family are like stars in the night sky of my life.
Always there at the end of the day.
The light of their love forever constant as the Northern star.
Safely guiding me home.
Dreams are the realities of tomorrow.
Everyone is in tune with the spirits of their ancestors. Unfortunately some are tone deaf.
Copyright. Daz.2008.