Water in waves of blue and green.
Nothing can be so clear and clean.
Sunshine beating down on my head.
I have made the soft sand my bed.
Palm trees fan the warm ocean air.
I can feel the breeze in my hair.
A place like this must exist.
A dream like this I can’t resist.
The tree appears dark and looming.
It could use some proper grooming.
I want to take a walk between its legs,
Growing tall from the ground like giant pegs.
By its rules we must strictly abide.
Imagine the secrets it must hide.
Come walk with me in its deep shade.
Through the fallen leaves we will wade.
A canopy of leaves above our heads
As we fall asleep in our leafy beds.
An oasis where dreams come true,
Palm trees wave in the warm breezes.
Birds sing a happy tune of their own
Until the night exhales its cold breath.
Torrents of wind fly across the sand,
Covering all footsteps of the night before.
Dark shadows leave behind no evidence,
And tourists remain innocent no more.
THE DEAD GAME
Darkness enters my room
in shades of midnight blue.
It breathes its cold breath
on my warm, sleeping face.
It wakes me from a dream
of blue cascading waves.
I am faced with the dark
and a hollow feeling inside.
Who opened my window?
Who let in the dark?
Pink flowers to fill my day.
Petals falling in soft flight.
Ready to come out and play.
A soothing and heady sight.
A shady path to soft dreams.
To hot days and warmer nights.
Pink filling the lakes and streams.
A large toast to spring’s best sights.
Do you dream of people you’ve lost?
Dying to see them again.
You’re never alone.
Your loved ones are with you
in your dreams
and in your thoughts.
Why is there a big cat in my bedroom?
Am I awake or still sleeping?
It’s watching me.
Waiting for something.
Now my clock has come to life.
Its eyes are ticking back and forth.
Is it my cat or my clock?
Stranger and stranger.
There are cats everywhere.
Staring at me.
Do you feel a little strange?
Your eyes are blurry.
Kindly step away from the computer.