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Dream (The Poem)

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Jo loves writing, she admires the escape to far off places. She valued it so much that she is studying the arts of creative writing.

dream-the-poem

Sometimes fictional
And hard to define,
Are the things
conjured up by our mind,

When does it come?
What new story would it keep?
The only way to find out
Is if we just sleep,

Often there's a thought
We fall asleep with,
Which brings out a world
That joins reality and myth,

It's like walking through a portal
Into a different time,
Where worries don't exist,
And everything seems fine,

Will it be fluffy clouds?
Or the warm beach sand?
Will I be cozy here at home?
Or in some faraway land?

But sometimes...
horrors our eyes do perceive,
For we know not
What we might receive,

Nightmares awaken
Our deepest of fears,
We toss and turn
To rid the pain of past years,

There are times God speaks to me
Or I would see someone I miss,
And sometimes it's just simply
A rare momentary bliss,

If horrors should come
And into my physical, I scream,
Then shake me up and wake me
For it wasn't what I expected it to be,

But if it is calm
And good as it would seem,
Please don't wake me up
From my vivid dream.

© 2022 Jo

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