'' For the sea, comes many dreams;''
I hold on to everything in darken dreams
I keep sight too all that was never nice
Oh, how the hollow winds blow
in a world so cold.
For the workers that are in the field
holds the pains of hard times
that dance around in their minds,
I often wonder will life stay like this
will anyone ever be mist,
Invisible, magic plays around
into the night playing on the minds of the sleepers
Dark Angel is out casting his spells
just to give others Hell,
Oh, I hear the screams
coming around with the hollow winds,
People are walking around like rage dolls
like you see in old photographs in dreams,
drama always finds its way in this place
keep your eyes on all insight,
never let go of what you know
from long ago.

Judy Emery © 1980
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery