visions

[Terry L shuff]

Sleep reveals the vision, at it's will,

Nightly it dictates, my mind obeys.

Futile are my efforts, to impede,

Powerless, reluctant, I concede.

What meaning for me, does this vision, hold?

Concealed the purpose, images can't tell,

Yet comes the night, once more, the visions spell.

 

 

 

[Tinker]

I like this Terry and I can relate.   I love snippet poems, a fleeting thought, clear, relatable, familiar.  Nice.

~~Tink

[Terry L shuff]

Thank you Tink,  maybe some day I learn what this dream is about, its not scary, just, some kind of  subconscious,   concern. Nothing to do with  any thing  of a  concious matter.    No big deal.    thanks again Terry

[tonyv]

This poem is certainly dreamlike. It's has the same feel as of one of my favorite poems, "Empire of Dreams" by Charles Simic.

Tony