Like a Boat Drifting
By Robert Sund Like a boat drifting, sleep flows forward on the deep water of dreams. Drifts and drifts… until, finally the bottom falls out
By Robert Sund Like a boat drifting, sleep flows forward on the deep water of dreams. Drifts and drifts… until, finally the bottom falls out
By Laura K. Deal (For Billie Ortiz) After the dark dream when the image lingers like an answer whose question is forgotten in the stark
By Antonio Machado Translated by Robert Bly (with small emendations by Jeremy Taylor) Last night as I lay sleeping I dreamed – marvelous error!
By Langston Hughes I dream a world where man No other man will scorn, Where love will bless the earth And peace its paths adorn.
By John Ciardi Arvin Marvin Lillisbee Fitch Rode a broomstick like a witch. Out the window, over the trees, Above the hills, across two seas,
By Helen Lowrie Marshall A few brave ones down through the years Have dared to dream past others’ fears; Have dared to bridge the span
By Roger Peterson How close I want to be to you my love I smell your heat I taste the breath upon your lips
By J.R.R. Tokien The fat cat on the mat may seem to dream of nice mice that suffice for him, or cream; but he free,
By Shirley Wilsey The bad dream came again The giant with the axe He was chasing me All over the house In the dark corner
When I imagine caves for myself, they don’t usually astonish me with color, like the formations in John’s photo do. Rather they are dark and