A sleep-addled rant
Sleepy words
Just a little astral projection
May falls behind us as we tumble into summer the dream of downtime and family time cast large on the screen of our eyes finding new spaces to grow and to be the sweet call of summer moving through us in dreams - Caroline A. Slee
Survival is not enough in the span of everything breathing free is a gift a bliss we forget until we begin the slow suffocation of the air as it fails us dreams return quiet or unspoken a secret we keep to ourselves casting our circle smaller to guard that small flame - Caroline A. Slee
Photo by Rachel Xiao on Pexels.com Our dreams were too heavy a burden unbearable weighing down the world with each ponderous step Our dreams were too heavy sinking beneath the waves an endless drowning figure ghostlike in the gloom Our dreams were too heavy sinking cities, tearing down the stars etched upon our hearts as … Continue reading Sinking Cities #MondayBlogs
Rest will come with dreams of the air a peace we chase with our eyes shut tight ~ Caroline A. Slee
Photo by Skylar Kang on Pexels.com Dreams were not simply dreams but a wish and a hope cast over us as we slept the sandman delivering blessings to a sleeping world oblivious to the magic at hand reaping only the sweet reward - Caroline A. Slee
Photo by Александар Цветановић on Pexels.com Somewhere within the wakefulness we journey through the dreams reshaping fantasy with reality molding every vision that we've seen We cast aside the reckless freedom and the rest our bodies seek to force our will onto imagination holding control high above our peace Somewhere within our wakefulness our dreams … Continue reading Lucid Dreaming
As night falls I am carried Outside of self A bird's eye view Of my own struggle to rest Breath sends me floating Lifting me above As mind seeks to pull me Back into the mire My heart beats the rhythm My limbs melt through air As dreams begin to reach for me To tell … Continue reading Flying