Sleep is all I crave
May it take the whole of me
Quickly with no fuss.
And so I wait “patiently”
Eyes wide at a blank ceiling.
Tag: dream
exhausted I fall
deep into a feathered dream
through the shadowed gate
just past the midnight draw bridge
a starlight palace awaits
I sit and I sew
With silk thread and moon needles
A running stitch dream
Pale against the midnight sky
Each finger prick a new star.
little twisted bridge
over old babbling brook
lift our spirits high
on sweet songs and small candles
floating dreams on bark and leaves