by Gary Jacobson
Filtering through my curtains
into worlds uncertain
come dreams of fantastic light
new day escaping bonds of night
souls doth fraggy bedight
through mornings rosy hue
of early dew
I lie in dreams
sweet dreams
fanciful dreams of you
thru worlds opening anew
there’s nothing I can’t do
as thru outer space dreams flew
roller coasters riding
back into distant time passing
traveling wherever falls the wind
without control send
mid tender sighs
filtering in where my mind lies
weaving thru cobwebs
time like the tide ebbs
reliving past loves
reliving past lives
stepping into imagined future
trepidations of great adventure
witnessing new tomorrows
quickly glancing back on bleak sorrows
my thoughts play in dreamlight
shadowed furrows light bedight.