Wednesday, 4 December 2013

Dream Poem

Mysterious things, dreams.
Floating dreamily around us,
Either good or bad,
Invisible to human eyes,
Dancing above us when we sleep...


  1. I'm enjoying your poems, Mimi. I like this one especially. Are you writing them as you post them, or did you write them a while ago?

  2. I did it while I was doing the post, I just thought about space and dreams are a bit like them aren't they?