Dream a Little Dream…

Sleep tight my poet for in your dream world you go colouring your sphere whose fleeting tenure not break with wild realm of reality the kiss of the muse and so inspiration comes curdles long life in short time with pleasure, pain, faith, hope and love; I never believe in dreams – they were just for kids like one of their childish games but you came and I’m in flames – I’m still smiling with that beam; now I believe in daydreams hoping you are my mainstream as my heart you have inflamed – dreams to be with you.

For: https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2021/08/12/reenas-xploration-challenge-194/ – POLYSYNDETON 

To sleep, perchance to dream
Horses gallop across moonbeam
To dream, ah, that is so divine
Sailing across the river Rhine
Where all her thoughts meshed
And waking up feeling refreshed
Playing on each other in different fields
It’s as rough as a public park, the outfield
Wrestling with ideas, concepts, activities
Bees’ knees, cheese please, flees freeze
She dreams that she was a butterfly, flickering
Blooming, blushing, breezing, breaming
Flapping wings smartly, enjoying its nectar
Taking its time, fluttering with pleasure
A girl in a dream one morning in paradise
She can soar up high as the sun will rise
And she floats and brings out a slow yawn
Though she fears never shall she see dawn?

I’ll take you to the moon and back, was the promise
He showed her his world and treated her like an empress
Everything was possible if they keep our heads high
Her dreams came true, she was so happy she could fly
With open mouth, she kept accepting his presents
She was in bliss and didn’t want to end these moments
Until the skeleton in his cupboard was spilled
Her dreams were shattered and unfulfilled
Everything changed, she had to step back
Back to where everything was black

Dancing on the way to the hills
Music is heard on the dusty cornfield
As the lady fiddles that song very nicely
Feeling light and with all the thrills

Thrills I feel in my bones and joints
Meandering through the fields of heather
I hear the wedding bells somewhere so far away
Bruised my lips slipping at that point

Point is will I marry or not?
He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me!
For he is the missing piece of my puzzle
So I agree to tie the knot

Knot it is and the beams glancing
Weight off my shoulders, he’s always my knight
And in this dream I wear a soft flowing white gown
Together through the night dancing

For: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2021/08/12/tale-weaver-12-08-2021-dream-a-little-dream/