Dreams

Dreaming_1_tnbOn dark and chilly nights it seems

I have my most intriguing dreams,

I’m sometimes driving places far

And suddenly I’ve lost my car

Replaced with childhood pedal toy

The type I loved so as a boy,

And wondering how to home I’ll go,

Toy pedals, small feet working slow.

 

Then other nights I’m floating high

And none can reach me though they try,

Those threatening forces try their best

To capture me, and they don’t rest,

While I stay prudently away

And treat them as a thing of play,

But know someday I must come down

And face those forces on the ground.

 

Much more disturbing dream than these,

A dream that buckles at the knees,

For heavy burdens weigh me down

Placed there by giants of renown

With taunting jibes they pile more on,

My trembling lips bid them be gone!

But one more mighty, blest surprise,

Then takes my burdens, bids me rise.

 

“© Copyright Ian Grice 2017, all rights reserved”

Image above copyrighted to claudiabo

11 Comments

  1. The mysteries of dreams!

    On Thu, Sep 28, 2017 at 1:32 PM, ianscyberspace wrote:

    > ianscyberspace posted: “On dark and chilly nights it seems I have my most > intriguing dreams, I’m sometimes driving places far And suddenly I’ve lost > my car Replaced with childhood pedal toy The type I loved so as a boy, And > wondering how to home I’ll go, Toy pedals, small” >

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      1. I know how you feel with it being too much trouble. I’ve contemplated publishing a third poetry book, but haven’t found the energy for it yet. 🙂 As to your writing, then it can simply be for your grand-kids to enjoy and that is still special.

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