Fantasy Poem

The Power Of Sleep And Dreams

The story behind my poem "Dreams" was to coin a phrase dreamed up out of desperation when I was suffering from insomnia, sad but true. I was lying there one night in the still of the night with my husband in bed snoring and I started just nodding away. Finally I nodded off, and when I woke my husband had gone off to work, and I wrote the following poem.

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Dreams

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Published by Family Friend Poems April 2017

We slip beneath the pillow's spell
And drift from heaven and into hell
To lose control of conscious mind
The secrets of our soul to find.

A timeless journey fills our being.
The blind man now becomes all-seeing.
The lonely now becomes the lover.
The childless wife a loving mother.

Reflection of our dormant fears
Once woken may reduce to tears.
With sleep the master free to prey
On untold thought which nightly stray.

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