2011/03/03 Wake Up Poem by Margaret Alice

Life like a weak wave washing over
my kaleidoscopic self, reflecting my
fears in ever widening circles, inner
gyroscope far out of kilter, smoky
shadows crisscrossing my line of
vision, scared to drift away from
holographic reality, yet
unable to stay

I wanted to explain, the words
did not come, I stopped perplexed
not even begun and already done
though this is not the end, I cannot
find the beginning, finally decide
to return again

And wake up in my dream...