Linda Studley

Can't Put the Pen Down…

Falling Awake


Last night I dreamed I was wandering in the forest
Looking for a path home
I lit a fire
But it flew away in sparks
Left me in the dark again.

Last night I dreamed I was wandering by the river
Looking for a path home
I climbed the bank
But the roots would not hold me
The river sure is cold this time of year.
 
Last night I dreamed I was wandering in a city
Looking for a path home
I looked in a window
But a stranger lived there
Standing where I used to stand.
 
Last night I dreamed I wandered the world
Looking for a path home
I opened our door
And saw you sleeping peacefully
I lay down beside you, shut my eyes, and fell awake.

 

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4 thoughts on “Falling Awake

  1. I love the concept of being awake in our dreams and asleep through our day. It is a sad thought yet enlightening at the same time. The world is ready to “wake up” . Great poem.

    • Thank you, and yes, the concept of what is real is a hard one to wrap our gray matter around isn’t it? I suppose it’s all an illusion anyway, but thank you for joining me in this illusion! I hope you’ll visit and comment again 🙂

  2. Gorgeous… Made me grin. I love the daily email indicating a new post from you! Keep on truckin’, I’m rooting for you 🙂

    • Thanks. I sure appreciate the support. The whole ‘poem a day’ thing is to train myself not to let the inner critic hold me back but the feed back from people like you is what keeps me on track!

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