our misty world was soft
and we were free
together
As the Day Slowly Rises
beneath the surface
the clarity
of dreams persist
In This Liminal Time
each morning
with the flowers
sweet dreams linger
Morning Moon
faint
like a dream
upon waking
Morning
I awaken
to a land
of dreams
May Rain
each drop
nourishes dreams
of what will be
Mystic Path
September morning
the green path
leads dreams into day
Dusk
dreams came early
before night
had fully fallen
Good Night, Good Night
the day put to bed
with a thousand kisses from the sky
sweet dreams wished for the world
Winter Dreams
in the comfort of cattails
keeping watch
frogs and fish fast asleep
Land of Dreams
misty mountain
recurring dream
of the sleeping field
Carried
leap of faith
the heron’s flight
all my dreams are carried
Dream Land
in the terrain of dreams
every worm and woodpecker hole
is a passageway to the realm beyond
Intentions
soft the morning rose
dreaming into being
a wholeness of day
Dreamland
intoxicating
flutter and glow
a dreamland of poppies
Wishes and Dreams
morning mist
the veil between
eternity and now
Portend
the weather
dreamed of spring
in water eggs and feather ice
In The Sleepy Woods
trees dream in misty green
of heaven’s touch and fairy rings
Dreams
the landscape dreams
in wisps of mist
and mystery
Aspire
it is dreams
that stretch
our reach
Morning Fog
low land sleeps
in dreamy white
as the day softly begins
Roam
memories fastened to the fence post
new dreams roam the field
Dreams
winter’s cold breath
obscures the mountains
revealing dreams
Offering
in the baby tears
a sprite plants
dreams yet to be dreamed
Delicate Tenacity
spun of dreams
the web weaves
night to day
Dreaming Porch
Dreams in the shadows
allow visions in the light.
The Prince
catches flies
to pass the time,
dreaming of his princess’s kiss.
Corn Field
Leafless trees dream
of growing rows in full fields
Flurry
In my spring dreams
it snows flowers.
Magnolia Bud Bees
Snug in their cozy box
bees dream away the winter.