Thursday Poem: Twelve Small Dreams

Twelve Small Dreams

Twelve small dreams take hold and take you down to the sea.
Floating over the dunes like soft summer breezes
That caresses every blade of grass. You are free,
Dancing out across the sand to seek what pleases,

Twelve bright shells to take back home for all your dreaming.
Each small dream will hold its bright shell as it dances
All around the possibilities, all streaming
From the worlds all held within your lost romances.

You’ve had twelve small dreams, each a jewel bright centre
Taking you on journeys out across dream landscapes
Seeking that particular one place to enter,
needing a home amongst all these shifting dark shapes.

While you twist and turn on all your dreaming travels
Journeys far across the sweat-damp sheets of restless
Turning night, knowing each dream as it unravels,
Dancing through your night while you lie lost and helpless.