Treasure Island

Theresa Ann Moore

(1940 / Michigan, U.S.A.)

Not Real


In the middle of a dream
you wake to realize it is gone
Yet the feeling you experienced
is causing your heart to race

A faint dusty trail lingers
just below the surface
A chalky image remains
Gripping silently…it will not erase

Dare you close you eyes again
allowing darkness to invade
Controlling your mind with mirrors…
entering an illusion of a nowhere place

Submitted: Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Edited: Thursday, June 30, 2011
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  • Gold Fish (10/14/2009 5:34:00 AM)

    A pleasant poem about our dreams. When we wake from slumber and disrupt our dreams, we soon hope to fall asleep again to see how it all ends. Thanks for sharing.

    Feel free to read some of my poems. Thanks 10+

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