Nightmare

Upon waking, bad dreams
that dissipate into smoke
still linger with a foul stench

Wishing Well

every summer, we gathered copper-lustered hopes
and bit into their fresh minted coatings
tart like lemon fingers at tea time
only to throw them by the handfuls
into the fountain behind the schoolyard

we stood, knee-deep, shivering in
the idle daydreams
of pennies

Karma

If life is but
a fleeting dream
then there are still
the lucid sleepers.

Vivid Daydreams

Under sunlight, thoughts melt
into a pleasing mirage
and dreams usually feeble
acquire a strange lucidity

Nightmare

morning light warms
the coldest nights
and banishes
a dream renounced

Visitations

dreams unearth the years
which once covered old hurts
and perhaps dimmed
the memory
of those loved ones
who once seemed
ever-lasting

Daydreams

Not wishing to disturb
your secretive smile
I tiptoe
around daydreams.

Financial Center, 8:34am

under a glass, wintry sky
businessmen and stagnant palms
indulge dreams
of tropical paradise

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Infatuated State

Let me be the treasure in your eyes
The object of which you wish to espy
For now, let us love, heedlessly in lies
Before all facades recede, by-and-by.

This glimmer of gold is but the dust of dreams
The beguiling hope of a universe star-seamed
Of your own promise thrust in me
The caged thing which will be set free.

And again you’ll know I was but Pandora’s box
For a while, you the key and I the lock.

Infatuation

A love spoken too soon
brings bitter frost to tender shoots

And one too late
heralds the scorching drought of summer

So let us never speak
Let us never meet

And see each other as from the first –
Impossible, beautiful dream