I’m sitting by a desk embroidered with books,
sheets of paper, pencils,
a box of unknown contents
and a computer screen
flashing
a matrix screensaver
I see myself staring out the window
rubbing my eyes from lack of sleep
while laughing
that I’m dreaming
so I must be sleeping
so what am I really tired of?
tired of staring out the window
dreaming I must awaken
of words that I enjoy reading *jude*
Lady Vivian
Lady Mary Ann
Take care,
Sherry
Quite philosophical...Enjoyed thinking about this one!
Diana...
wow, I was almost thinking that your poem was a vision of what is to come. Perhaps the window reflects (no pun intended) your own inner being trying to escape from a stagnant lifestyle or perhaps you just are seeing the world from a different vantage and eminent change is in the near future. I am a bit rusty with interpretation of dreams, I used to do it as a side living back in the 80's..lol
Anyway, you need more exercise and more mental stimulation so that when you go to sleep, you stay asleep...I am having this same issue myself.. It must be spring fever...
Lovely work as always,
Much peace, light and love,
Amber
Joy L. Hale
Ron