The wheeling moon in her sleep night

She tried to sleep to kiss the dream,
Let fall the clocking time, the slumber eye,
Shifting planets, the wheeling moon.
So, with teddy bear, they flew the sky
And touched the stardust like angel wings.

She fled her mother’s eye who wept,
Fled the nightlight, its ghostly shadows,
On a cloud coast, she climbed the twilight.
Left behind her siblings under blanket and thatch
Caught the windlass winch, the night mist ride.

Softly, silently falling asleep, the inches into dreams,
The quiet dark thimbles, she knows the fairy tale thread,
Yards of the milk white rain, and sly red wind. The fables
Of yore. Leaping gnomes, and the black backed dragons
So deeply sleeping a way in the C-moon wheeling.

Copyright © 08/22/2016 lance sheridan®


This entry was posted in Poetry.

57 comments on “The wheeling moon in her sleep night

  1. floweringink says:

    I love the dream quality of this, the fairytale feeling. I love..”she fled her mother’s eye who wept”.

  2. This is so musical and so wonderfully crafted!! 🙂

  3. aphrodite smiles says:

    Dreamy and musical… yes, I second that..

  4. Barbara Kasey Smith says:

    Truly a beautiful writing with remarkable images!

  5. Lona Gynt says:

    Not a narrative REM stage dream, more the alpha-beta stage of pictures and archetypes as we descend. This is such a beautiful stage of sleep overlooked by Freud and other literature. You have caught that glimpse when the brain has is neither in the active tasks of day or the random problem solving of REM, but is just suspended in being with the moon-reflected solar winds, surrounded only by ancestral images devoid of story – and that moon wheeling. Stunning.

  6. MOMENTS says:

    A very beautiful poem, so musical and full of great imagery, dealing with the world of dreams and of our subconscious. And thank you so much for the follow. I really appreciate this.

  7. Dorianna says:

    Your words have an ethereal quality, filled with incantations evoking the imagination and carrying one into the clouds…beautiful.

  8. 3C Style says:

    A magical poem. Like a dream made in the arms of Morpheus. Beautiful!

  9. Susi Bocks says:

    Very well written, and such a perfect image to accompany it! Thank you.

  10. Beautiful, Lance. We feel this child’s need to escape to the reprieve of sleep.

  11. Giorgiana says:

    Wow, Lance your poems are wonderful. Thank you for the follow, it’s a very pleasure reading you.

  12. Lance, I’ve read and re-read this poem at least five times. At each reading I see new imagery, new power. You are, to me, the consummate poet. Thank you for sharing.

  13. Mira Prabhu says:

    Reblogged this on mira prabhu and commented:

  14. Such a lovely poem with very visual metaphors…

  15. Karima, so greatly appreciated. Thank you for your thoughts, your support, and your exceptional talent.

  16. Beautiful slumber dream, perfect for a young or old child.

  17. RM Weldon says:

    Lance, I swear you must be a Dreamwalker of eons past, weaving the fairy tale threads you cast. Stunning imagery

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