[Every Monday (until I run out of them), I’m posting a poem of mine that has fallen out from the submission process for some reason. In most cases, it will be one where I’ve received no response to my submission for at well over a year or more. Maybe the magazine I submitted them to has folded, the submission was lost in the post, or whatever. So, these poems can be seen as lost, orphans, of uncertain status, or something like that.]
These poems are also posted to ABCTales.
Your Own Dreams
So, do you turn away, back into the night
like you used to, all those years ago?
Diving deep into your own dreams
to swim across the night time seas
in search of that one far-off land,
that one magical kingdom
where you can walk the streets
like the one true princess you know
one day you will rightly be.
Standing still at the busy centre
as exotic bazaars bustle around you
and urchins plead for your desires
and how they can be satisfied.
While you stare up, unheeding,
at the high white-walled palace
where solemn guards patrol
and even the songbirds are hushed.
Because, deep within a cool bedchamber
the young and beautiful princess lies
sleeping the hot afternoon away
dreaming of a strange misty country
where a woman, just like her,
swims across the seas of night time
to dive deep into her own dreams.
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