The Language of My Dreams / Lynn White

I have such beautiful dreams.
They speak sweetly to me
inside my head. 

Inside my head
such sweet dreams
growing louder and harsher
as they struggle to be heard,
as they struggle to get to the outside
into the ragged, jagged
outside life
which passes for normality.

Such beautiful dreams.
Such perfect words.

Such a perfect life
lying inside my head.
I would like it to be
on the outside.

Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud ‘War Poetry for Today’ competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Apogee, Firewords, Capsule Stories, Gyroscope Review and So It Goes. 

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