Comfort enclosing
Warmth enfolding
Storm winds blowing
Each breath steadily rising and falling
Clicking
Detaching
Tilting
Falling
Into the void within my head
As I lie not quite asleep in bed
Smoke-like tendrils entwine my limbs
As my tired vision dims
Awareness of the world I leave behind
Grows steadily further from my mind
Ahead of me in my headlong rush
Glowing in the cerebral hush
A dream undreamt ready for me
Oh, I can't wait to see
What awaits within my sleeping mind
What wonders tonight I'll find
Awareness flees and I am someone new
Ready to do whatever it is that they do
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Alexander McEvoy
Writing has been a hobby of mine for years, so I'm just thrilled to be here! As for me, I love writing, dogs, and travel (only 1 continent left! Australia-.-)
"The man of many series" - Donna Fox
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The clearing of my mind a drift towards sleep is a peaceful and comfortable experience. The closeness of my partner only adding to the emotional warmth
Loved the transition from wakefulness to dreamscape, it feels beautifully cinematic.
Compelling, I felt so drawn in and the line "my tired visions dim" "awareness of the world I leave behind" simply wow. Amazing work I shall be reading more. Such artistic way of writing I love this. I can feel a voice as I read which is amazing.
I am officially joining the fan club of the "dream that can be undreamt". Great work!
Wow. This was magical. I like how creative this was. Describing a feeling — a moment — a journey to the dream fall. A kind of surrender. But before you did. You captured the vibe around you. I like that a lot. It puts us as the reader right inside your world. Love the ing words at the start. They gave this poem the feeling of something continuing. Love the rhythm when it picked up after falling. I love that you always pick up the rhyme of the line before. But then dropped it before picking up another. Fantastic work Alex 🤗❤️
The world I leave behind and a dream that can be undreamt are two of my favourite lines. So much rich imagery in this poem.
Oooo, a dream undreamt, I especially loved that!