Friday 24 April 2020

I SWAM THROUGH REM


A poem about a dream that I did not dream.
It arrived obliquely when I was thinking of something else. 

as I slept
I lived underwater

no longer earthbound
cast free as a fish in blue currents

I swam through REM and
awoke with the sun

my body strangely weighted
beached in tangled sheets


Thanks must go to the Secret Poets once again for helping me tidy it up.
I hope you are keeping safe and well during this troubling time.
Here is Electrica Dharma as yesterday was San Jordi in Catalonya.


Until next time.

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