Saturday, June 26, 2010

The road of dreams

The road of dreams twists and turns,
climbs mountains then down again,
and sometimes hugs with all its might
the grand and glorious sea.

There are no signs along the way
to warn of humps and bumps
or potholes that wait with evil intent
or dead ends and circular routes.

So I travel and travel like one unnerved
by the stress of the unexpected
but this remains an unconscious event
until by chance I drive over a cliff
and know I’ve come at last
to the end of a beautiful dream.

But dreams create and recreate roads
again, again, and again,
and insert sneakily magnetic strips
that attract the dreamers, you see.

Attracted then by the dream I am dreaming
I remain forever and ever
a beautiful dream traveller!

1 comment:

  1. I like your poems. Do you write any funny ones? I'm looking for some poets to submit poems on Where do you find your inspiration for such poems?