Dreams
Imposters of a foreign kind
Deadly to others
Dangerous to you
Slithering through your head
Picking at your brain
Injecting their sweet poison
Trickling between eyelids
Moving too fast to see
Pictures of a different kind
Inept at making sense
Soaking into reality
Fantasy is no opponent
Poised on your tongue
Ready to jump forward
Held back with fear
Dreams
Imposters of a foreign kind
Deadly to others
Dangerous to you
**Ashleigh**
This is so cool! I love your wordage, especially the "slithering" and "trickling" and all the other words that implied the dreams moving sneakily through your brain :)
ReplyDeleteAnd I looove the repetition at the end! :)
:D This is so much harder than I thought!!
ReplyDeleteBuuuut THANK YOU!
So I was going to go through and copy down all the lines that I like but as I finished highlighting and pasting them into the comments box I realized I'd basically posted the entire poem...
ReplyDeleteIt was really good, I liked it!
The dreams and "Impostors of a foreign kind
Deadly to others
Dangerous to you" repetition was cool and a very nice full circle ending.
The entire poem has wonderful wordage and it reminds me of water.
Brava!
Ditto!!!--great commentary--Your "wordage" amazing--The "trickling" love, love, love.
ReplyDeleteThanks guys!
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