Before, there was no time to think
thoughts which were mine alone
Sanity always on the brink
matter rubbing against the bone
Now, my head, in a fog so dense
seems stuck in lowest gear
But I’m driving through the darkness, on a train from whence
toward a shift into the clear
Then, when morning comes, with it’s sparkling dew
like a curious child, I shall start anew
pondering dreams my heart will send
of sunnier days, carried in on the wind
Oh, glorious sky of day
coaxing this darkness from where it lay
“Open your eyes,” I hear you say
Joining sun, you pull these blues away
All is well; my fears allay
Oh, velvety sky of night
soak this heart in brilliant starlight
make it sparkle; golden and bright
Unleash the dreams behind these eyes
as past and present become allies
What’s in your head
No wonder it aches
Your pillow can’t hold it
and shoulders do break
Clear your mind (he says)
There’s erasers, bulldozers, explosions
Speculate on the method, since
some could cause a bit of erosion
Once you’ve got it figured out
you can then, go on to bed
where you will have made room for
the lovely, buried dreams, still
waiting inside your head
On her wrist, rests a sample of her Dreams
while the Sun rises from her heart
but she doesn’t know who she is
Two, hovering, white Doves beckon to her
A taste of yearning brushes against her lips
causing her to wonder how
she can keep breathing
for the rest of her life
Don’t want to be a chicken in a coop
while a tiny patch of sunlight moves by
but I know that gravity can hold things down
and how I wasn’t built for the sky
So, instead of pecking at dreams on the ground
I’ll just raise them up really, really high
give a great big push of the belief in my mind
then smile, as they grow wings
and never have to die
Heartspell 
