Haiku Dreams

Problems of the day

transform into wisps of light

dreams dissolve in the night

Logic is lost, in the swirl of night dreams.  Silent moments when the brain heals, dancing carelessly in gray shadows.  Hours pass.  Warm yellow sunlight spills through the frosty cold glass of a bedroom window.  Exceptional tales of the night are lost in waking moments.

Copyright © 2017 Zachary W. Gilbert

 

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