A Waking Dream Poem by Jodie Bawden

I have so many unspoken words, so many beautiful fantasies at the tip of my tongue. I eat flowers for breakfast, shower in exotic waterfalls and bathe in the purest of lagoons. I ride flying horses to work, dance amongst clouds and play with small elves before sliding down the glass rainbow to my bed of dreams.

Sometimes I lose time, he runs from me and sometimes I chase him, sometimes I don't but usually I find myself riding this deep, deep ocean current around Poseidon's castle. Sound is slow, the mermen are fast but I remain undetected. A mere mortal in the land of the unknown.

And when I wake I dream, for it is the only thing keeping me sane.