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The Web of Sleep

The Web of Sleep

 

Into the halls of darkness

into the Sarcophagus of night

strands of light filter into the gloom

to begin their daily entrance

Night gently recedes with grace

as the conciousness is aroused

A downward spiral, a whirlpool of dreams

hurries to avoid recognition

Only a sudden grasp 

may retrieve one such 

nocturnal perambulation

At this crucial point we slip

from fantasy into the domain

of light to greet a dawn anew

From a cavenous slumber

thoughts are energised

Curtains and drapes offer no exclusion

or retreat back into the land of dreams

Day is here as we stare at the ceiling

with expectancy and dread

The interlude of sleep

with its myriad of confused dreams

is locked away in a world dark and warm

and remote

◄ Heartfelt Sorrow

Too Late ►

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Jezer Urena

Thu 11th Oct 2018 00:33

The curious unfolding of the unconscious. Beautiful.

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AVISHEK GHOSH

Wed 10th Oct 2018 04:09

Excellent

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Taylor Crowshaw

Tue 9th Oct 2018 22:07

Wonderful poem Keith.. Thank you ?

<Deleted User> (19836)

Tue 9th Oct 2018 21:49

Dark and mysterious...compelling!??

<Deleted User> (18118)

Tue 9th Oct 2018 21:41

Great writing as ever Keith.
A poetic description of something we all experience, yet the mystery remains.
Really enjoyed.

Hannah

Jemima Jones

Tue 9th Oct 2018 19:04

faultless description Keith. Thank you. Jemima.

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