dream

I wish I was a swan in the deep calm lake
My home would be my sanctuary.

Water all around
And the clear blue sky, a reflection of the glistening lake
I wish I was a swan in the deep calm lake.

Gliding smoothly with no fear
I'd ponder with no worry.

While the humans chatted and played on the grass
I'd slide over towards them
Awaiting their left over food.

If I were a swan in the deep calm lake
I'd dance gracefully like a ballet dancer
My long neck outstretched elegantly.

I would be queen of the lake
Over-powering all the others.

I wish I was a swan in the deep calm lake
As night time drew closer
I'd retire as queen and move fluently towards my peaceful corner.

I'd watch the sun set behind the peak of the mountain
And all the creatures getting ready to rest.

While the sky a dark blue colour
Red lights emerge through the cracks.

I would relax beneath the glimmering night sky
The glowing moon light shining on me

I had an odd
Dream one night.
I can’t remember
Too much about it.
But I do remember
A little piece of paper,
A note with some
Numbers on it.
And they were:
640
800
900
When I awoke,
I could not make
Sense of my dream
At all.
I went down to
Breakfast and my mom
Was on the phone,
Calling the movie theater.
She grabbed a small
Piece of paper and
Wrote down:
6:40
8:00
9:00

I'm staring at the
reflection of my face
in a cup of
tea,
my features swimming
back and
forth and
molding together like
a mess of
sugar-spun clouds
twisting into a shape
that almost looks
human.

I'm realizing that
this reflection is
what I wish you
could see,

instead of that
face of
reality
who waits behind
the blunt walls of

a
mirror.

This girl who

I always dream about going on a date,
Especially with you.
I dream about going to the movies,
Or out to dinner,
On a hike,
Something.
Just you and me.
So when you dream about the same things,
Just tell me
So both of our dreams can come true.

Everyone knows my dreams are weird,
But this one pretty much tops the rest…
It’s about the YWP conference.
Everyone was there,
Mango,
Usagi,
Squeejay,
Apples,
Everyone.
Apples came with me to the conference
And the first person we met at the door was Mango.
She looked just like her picture,
But she was short,
So short that she only came to my knees,

The softest rays of the fading sun
warm my face one last time this night.
and with the curtains,
i close them away for the time being.
sleep begins to close about this worn body,
and the mind begins to sway to and fro,
as a ship on the sea.
Heavy eyelids close,
and i drift out of this world
in one last flutter of my eyelids.
Peaceful waves of comfort glide across my mind

I
told my parents
about the dream I had
last night.

There were
tiny, hairy spiders
hanging off my
bedroom walls like
the pinpricks
of black pupils.
They stuck
everywhere,
messied themselves in
my hair, and
made clicking noises
as they tap-tapped
their
sticky feet
across my
floor.

my parents
wouldn't let me
leave my
room.
They said
that they
knew
what was
best.

I told them about
the dream I had
last night,
and they
smiled.
Said it was
weird.
Shook their
heads, and

completely
ignored the fact
that if they tried
to interpret it,

they might actually
learn something.

These feelings consume,
Devouring me...

I can feel it
Feel him...

Days spent in each other company
Each others names on our lips...

With no sign of an end
For it just began...

In my dreams...

He had a dream that day
A dream of equality
A dream of love
A dream of peace
He had a dream that day
A dream for children
A dream for men and women
A dream for every race
He had a dream that day
A dream of brotherhood
A dream that race would not inhibit friendship
A dream that character not skin would be judged
He had a dream that day
A dream rooted in the American dream

This dream torment
occurring ever since that day
when you said
you were stressed
and couldn't handle
a relationship.

again and again you come to me
in my dreams
carrying the flame of hope
rekindling what was lost in me
but when I awake
the fire flickers, and dies out

in my dream
you said you loved me
and that we'd talk in the morning

I woke up
realized again that my reality

This happens way too much. slight language, but I'm assuming most of you won't care.

I woke up this morning
feeling
...drowsy...

And I realized
that something was amiss
you weren't there.
you said in my dream
that you'd talk to me
in the morning

my dream.

SHIT

why must you come to my dreams?
tormenting me every night
I wake up
and realize

To love is to reach for the sky,
Whether if its for a girl or guy.
To dream is to learn to fly,
And you can go farther than the sky.
So love and dream as much as you can
Because you can never rely on a plan.

You are here next to me how,
At the moment,
I don’t know how.

You walked up to me sand said you loved me too,
It took me a while,
But I realized it was true.

I pinched my self to wake,
And I didn’t,
For goodness sake.

Then I realized that this isn’t a dream.
It is real life,
And then, I gleam.

I can think
And I can plan
And I can dream
But that’s all my thoughts
Will ever be
Dreams
Because I can’t bear
To try.

DRAMA
My mom says I am pure DRAMA
She says I could play a lead part
In a Broadway show.
Broadway is my dream.
Even though my mom
Says my dream can come true,
My dream has yet to come.
But YET is the key word.