Dreamworlds

Originally published in "Lines and Shadows" May 1982

You lay your head on a pillow and slowly close your eyes
Your head drifts off to sleep as your Dreamworld starts to rise

When this World is built, it is done without flaw nor error
This World can be filled with ecstasy or filled with horrid terror

This World seems so real, yet has no logic or reason
It does not matter what the year, it does not matter what the season

All through the night you face its challenges alone
For no one can be there to help you, so you must be on your own

When your Dreamworld starts to fade and you awake to the day ... then
You may be more willing to face the real world again

(c) Michelle Mundling
August 1981