Daydreaming at night

Just cleaning out the brain

 

Daydreaming at Night

by jack

 

 

My eyes feeling heavy as night time approaches

I lie here alone counting spots on the ceiling

Mostly afraid of the dreams that I’ve had

Hard to explain the way I’ve been feeling

 

Lost and alone as the moon casts its shadow

I long for your touch as sleep overcomes

My pillow seems hard it has lost all its comfort

I am but a blue bird just searching for crumbs

 

The sunrise returns me to life in your presence

Happiness flourishes throughout my day

You are my shadow that’s constant with daylight

But as the sun sets it does take you away

 

Days have grown short as evenings grow longer

I reach to my side but at night there’s no you

The dark brings alone that will drift till the morning

I can’t fall asleep for you know if I do……

 

Sitting abreast of this conscious endeavor

My plate seems to spill past the sides of its rim

Captured below by the lowest of lowers

Along with the remnants of what I once did

 

Proudly I stand, push my chair from the table

And shout to the forest my earthen laid plan

Reclaiming the past as a memory once hidden

And seal it away inside nothing so grand

 

T’was not it a conquest to live with the anger

Dousing the flames with a mixture of time

A practice developed in far away places

In prisons of old where the guilt did its crime

 

I fought for my freedom regardless of wages

Danced on the fire as proof it was hot

Prepared for the worst at the hands of a nation

And remembered once more that which I had forgot

 

Can you imagine the fear that had ripened?

A ravishing blend of lost air through a straw

Hands round the throat of the demonic captain

The ladder’s last wrung shall be my place to fall

 

With a thud I did land, broken in pieces

Her love the adhesive applied to my wounds

Where is the pain that I felt in the morning?

I lost it the moment the roses did bloom

 

Shadows of wonder breathe life into order

Addictive preventions pry pills from the stem

As a long list of questions do form on the tablet

Asking for nothing in return for the gem

 

My eyes stare intently at that which does shine

While capital letters preclude every text

Market square teeming with con men in costume

Whispering sadly of who might be next

 

Curtains of crimson unruffled with ease

Unpainted windows do long for their view

Baskets of fruit hanging down from the rafters

Hoping the orchards produce something new

 

White marble columns sit under the headlines

Once read in the dark by another who knew

The power of wisdom throughout all the ages

Still fell by the wayside as something to do

 

A print in the sand at the foot of the mountain

Measures the size of a double times three

Bigger then last summers spring celebration

Attended by people just wanting to see

 

Lions and tigers and bears by the millions

Caged up like lepers and cast to the moor

The yellow brick road doesn’t lead where it’s heading

Remember turn left when you walk out the door

 

Carving a turkeys’ the tall one's obsession

A holiday setting his only excuse

A runner that flows through the middle of dinner

Falls to the floor every time it comes loose

 

I walk through the courtyard of colorful visions

Pottery classes to start after dinner

The fashions of fortune a feast for the famine

Unbuttoned your shoe lace for you are the winner

 

The parrot’s long feathers do tickle my nose

As they droop down below from his perch never sold

And the monogram master’s magnificent mocha

Tastes much better warm then it ever did cold

 

Will the ice now be melting a drip at a time?

The production of puddles just pedal along?

Drop off the laundry it has been a while

To whistle that Last of the Mohicans’s song

 

The cobblestone walkway is rough for the walking

And shopping for hats is way over my head

Canned leeches will suck all the juice from the sky

But before you can use them make sure what you read

 

I offer my glasses to all who can fill them

My eyes are much better since corn turned to gold

Visions of sugarplums that dance in my head

Are out for a while so they put me on hold

 

A guard rushes past disrupting my saunter

I turn quick to peer but his mask is long gone

Then spin back to find in all my amazement

An angel in flesh as the masters have drawn

 

With hair ever flowing like the wings of a falcon

Standing before me with arms open wide

Eyes made in heaven invite me to join them

With nary a thought I move deeper inside

 

Sweet music now flows in my head and my ears

My heart it is singing the verses to me

Harmonic the chorus in vivid bright colors

Rainbows of sound for the whole world to see

 

It is now that I come to this vast understanding

The evening has passed it was all in good fun

For now you are with me and I am most happy

As I look to the east and now notice the sun

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Michaił Łaszn..]

Jack, this poem I thought was very colorful and made my heart happy to read it. It seemed to bounce right along with each line and each stanza. It was very well written and constructed, very delightful imagery. You certainly have a wonderful way with words. Nice Job!

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much for your kind words. I see you chose one of my long winded pieces. I appreciate you stopping by and reading.

[Rita L. Sev]

Exactly what the mind does at night, when it is difficult to shut it down. So many thoughts and images, each one lyrically told here. I particularly like your verse that begins, "Lions and tigers and bears by the millions..." A vivid journey of the mind!

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Rita

[Emerald Seas]

What a beautiful dream. You've woven a tale with such vast imagery that it held my attention captive. Wonderful rhythm and meter. I can't write like that consistently, nor do I take the time. However, it seems you manage to put these to paper with much ease. Very well done, my friend.

[Jack...]

Thanks my friend, I just thought you needed something to do today so I sent you one of my long winded pieces.

[Emerald Seas]

can't you tell I've been working hard? hahaha... It was long, but well worth the time :)

[Jack...]

Ok, break times over...get back to work. :)>

[Emerald Seas]

Almost time to go home :)

[Jack...]

Lucky you, I've still got 3 hours.

[Emerald Seas]

That's not good, but remember you are an hour or two behind me :)

[Jack...]

I know, but I am running as fast as I can. One of these days I will catch up to you.

[Emerald Seas]

:)

[Zahra]

Beautiful piece. Thanks for sharing.

[Jack...]

Thanks, this was a long winded piece of gibberish that I shook out of my mind, but I do appreciate you taking the time to read it.

[Zahra]

I can understand, sometimes poetry starts continuing on its own. It was very good.