Dreams

Dreams of water gushing from a tap;

Sugar cubes dissolving;

Glasses with a broken lens;

An entrance door revolving.

Finger warts and steaming coffee;

Sunlight bursting through the trees;

Ants appearing in a sink;

Smoke from burning leaves.

Sliced strawberries on a plate;

Eggs sizzling in a pan;

A book with a broken spine;

An empty watering can.

Loose change in a beggar’s hat;

A broken window pane;

Wrappers in a gutter;

A length of plastic chain.

A warm summer wind;

A book’s dog-eared pages;

Overcrowded shops;

Empty parrot cages.

Branches falling from a tree;

A door left ajar;

Paper peeling from a wall;

A noisy speeding car.

A broken cup and burning toast;

The chirping of a bird;

A feather laying in the grass;

A paint tin fully stirred.

A worn broom and a broken toy;

A carpet badly stained;

A rusty bucket and wrapping paper;

A growling dog that’s chained.

Just a bible and a carving knife,

But here we look for meaning.

Scattered pieces of our life,

With our sleeping intervening.

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