Flights of Fancy

It was a strange night. Dreams that tumbled and rolled all night. Could be all the caffeine I had at midnight and the fact that I didn't get to bed till 2:00 a.m.....
Whatever the reason, I woke suddenly at 6:00 a.m. with this fully developed thought pulsing in my brain. No matter what I did I could not go back to sleep until I wrote it down. Yep, at 6:00 am. Scribbles on a tattered piece of paper with a leaky pen. And then, I laid down and fell back asleep until noon....
So I decided, why waste the effort solely on a tattered paper that will never see the light of day? I'd share it with you my blog friends and honest critics.....
Enjoy, or not. As you wish. But at least the exorcism allowed me several more much needed hours of blissful slumber! :)
Happy Saturday!


Playground of my Mind

Flights of fancy wend their way
Unbidden through a tortured mind
Convoluted subjects they
Dreams and life attempt to bind.

Be off! Be done! Intrude no more
upon this peaceful, healing sleep
the sentry at the gates let in
things that startle, panic, weep.

And yet, the very things I dream
Are those that resolution need
Things that in the daytime hours
Are much ignored and pushed with speed

Backwards in a conscious mind.
Now spinning disconnectedly
Seed carried by a frantic wind
Fertile soil soon will find.

Pinwheels in a frozen mind
Whirling madly, reserve freed
Enticed by thoughts on whimsied flights
Portals closed by logic’s greed.

Outer world and inner self
Subconsciously attempt to bind
Unifying into one
Seductions of the conscious mind.

Sleep denied and travel done
Conscious thought springs full awake
And in the early morning light
Anxious resolutions make.