Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

A Trip

Dreams, dreams

Clouded eyes, shuffling across balance beams.

Engorged ticks, ripping at their seams.

Reminders, don't let your dreams be dreams.

Drop two doses of Lil' Miss Lucy.

Creating an induced world. Lucid.

Turning, twisting, swirling, swaying.

Everything is active.

Breathing, heaving, open the third eye.

Dive down deep, come up the other side.

Drift away, man on the moon.

Drowning in high tide.

Coming down.

Sleep don't come easy.

The world is pitching vibrations.

A body in knots, a stomach queasy.

Wide eyed getting lost in the ceiling.

Not knowing if I'm only dreaming

Request permission to use this poem
Written by
jenay-breden
Published
Dec 21, 2012
Lines·Words
18·95
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell jenay-breden how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write