I have dreams beyond the night,
I envision worlds of creation.
I see wonders beyond sight,
I see a life of imagination.
Majestic castles made of play dough,
with military rabbits standing guard.
Sunshine melting a chocolate scare crow,
and lemon grass growing in every yard.
People sail in origami ships,
across a sea of sticky notes.
They whet their own pencil tips,
and scribble waves as it floats.
Images grow out of picture frames,
And experience a life of their own.
The air is pink and the stars have names,
Each heart is like a microphone.
You can rewind to moments you missed,
Then pause and make the memory linger.
If you can dream it, it can exist!
Miracles lie within your fingers.
Reality collapses in a poets dream,
Mental boundaries are completely lost.
We can make things not what they seem,
We fight off normal at all costs.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Surpassing Surreal
PoesíaWritten for all the poets! All the people who see things differently and dream in color. This is another poem I was challenged to write using specific words, those words are: Play-dough. Microphone. Lost. Waiting. Envision. Collapse. Lemon/s. Frame...