14 November 2009

Pictures

rousseau_dream

pictures jumble through a lucid
sleep without a patterned chain
indistinct ideas play millisecond
games inspired by chaos rules
I’m lulled into a fool’s belief of
paradise but lost for focus of
reality – I sense but do not see
if anchors sure are holding
me secure in place

a face within the anarchy has
merged in peaceful dreams
and draws me in; on waking
once again the thought returns
too strong to rate as random
chance – I beg to see the
image vague reframed in
views of She with whom
I’ve always longed to be
© 6 October 2009, I. D. Carswell