In the Deep Dark of the Night


In the deep dark of the night 
I swim in the stream of my dreams 
seeking for light 

lurid images engage the mind 
Swirling and shrinking 
to purple nothingness

I swim towards the real
open my eyes 
strive to make sense of what I see  

Gaze at the bedroom wall 
patterned with the sun 
filigreed with shadows of leaves 
wind shaken 

and slowly 

wake.   

 S.N.Solomons

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