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The Color of Dreaming

Where we go when we sleep

By AphoticPublished 4 years ago Updated 4 years ago 1 min read
The Color of Dreaming
Photo by Aperture Vintage on Unsplash

I've tried to paint the color of dreaming

Thousands of times, but to no such avail

To capture a color I'm incapable of seeing

On this side of the multi-dimensional veil

I wander through space and time untethered

Bound not by the laws of nature or man

No gravity holds me, no woes from the weather

Until the sandman’s essence slips from my hands

To witness such beauty only I can behold

Not a soul in the world that can share in the wonder

Is both an honor and tragedy that can only be told

and never be seen through the eyes of another

I alone bear the scars of my sleep-sewn affairs

Scribbled and scrawled on the walls of my mind

Chaotic and lovely, recurring and rare

Written in an ink that fades over time

Where do we go when we sleep, I keep asking

Searching my psyche to find the true meaning

The answers so close yet so far from unmasking

To learn how to paint the color of dreaming.

surreal poetry

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Aphotic

Horror|Sci-Fi|Fantasy|Poetry

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  • Paul Stewart3 years ago

    Off the back of your excellent interview with Heather, I thought I'd go back and check out something early. Love this...has a very dream-like quality!

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