Posted in Leaves on the Poet Tree (Poems)

Strong Dreams

they catch me unawares in the light of day
gathering around my head like storm clouds
pelting my face with cold drops of what i dreamt
and i remember awake in pieces what before i only knew when i was asleep
tomorrow and the next will be the same
this vertigo when night meets day
when memories of Morpheus
rise to the surface from the dark depths like fish
with mouths open wide to the sky

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