Asleep in a slumber,
held down,
by the lumberjacks
They were sitting,
on the natural wood slats,
with logs on top of that,
but in the dream,
a woodchopper,
and, logger,
was ready to fell,
with skill that you can't sell
On the scene
and, ended the dream
will return,
in slumber,
to reconvene
Lumberjacks,
you were,
not as heavy,
as you seemed
Neither skilled,
at Felling a woman,
who dreams

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney