Breaking the surface
Clutching intangible thoughts
Slippery seaweed. . .
Bobbing up for breath
Swirling down through dark colors
Which world is my own?
New yet familiar
The shoreline my spreading wings
Shifting transition. . .
Jan 18, 2018
Jan 18, 2018 at 7:47 PM UTC
Breaking the surface
Clutching intangible thoughts
Slippery seaweed. . .
Bobbing up for breath
Swirling down through dark colors
Which world is my own?
New yet familiar
The shoreline my spreading wings
Shifting transition. . .
I keep a dream journal every year and I write a poem, usually a haiku or a series of haiku, to go at the beginning of each journal. .. usually inspired by sleep, dreaming or waking. ..this one is about the challenging time between dreaming and waking. ...
