Twixt Dawn And Dreams

emerging from the fog of sleep

T’ween Sleep And Dreams

T’ween worlds entwined

in sleep and dreams

That waking moment

Of muddled mind

When nothing’s quite

As it seems

Not quite awake

Nor still in dreams

The musky scent

of nascent dawn

Begins to pierce

With bold intent

That last shred of sleep

Awakens both..

my nose and ears

And sleep is sorely rent

My mind reluctantly

Gives up the night

The blankets tossed aside

My eyes adjust to insistent light

My dreams steal away to hide

Mind alert...not a trace

Of that place t’ween

sleep and dreams

I think I’m ready now

for the rat-race

Or… Is that just

...What It seems...

Author's Note

Somewhere between free verse and rhyme. Can't make up my mind!