Dreams VII
dancing through my dreams
I find psychedelic snap shots
of lime and orange distortions
dressed up with crimson tear drops
hoards of embarrassed mice
tip-toeing through cheeky elephants
they lend themselves to mystery
in this world of crazy elements
a ladder that never ends
tis climbed throughout this tale
as colours explode around me
I see peacocks and frogs and snails
all brewed up into one
a cacophony of strangest scenes
as I once again relive
this dancing through my dreams
Poetry by Eli
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Written on 2009-04-16 at 06:06
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