A Wish Come True - A Poem by Lynn White
At Night I think I am less afraid of the dark than the light. Night time engulfs me, covers me gently with it’s thick darkness, comforts me with it’s curtains of blackness. I don’t need to hide. It hides me.... Continue Reading →
Like Alice I’m too big. I’m too small. I can’t I fit in, fit into this, rabbit hole world, any more than I did the other, the above ground world. Both can’t be wrong, can they? It must be me... Continue Reading →
Pool I have a small pool out there. Not dark like night, but full of pale milky light., and shimmering smoothly, rippleless. It's not deep either, hardly more than a footfall. Just deep enough to hide my dreams without them... Continue Reading →
Cabbage Dreams I am dreaming my cabbage dream. I’m peeling off the outer leaves to find what lies hidden beneath. Looks much the same as the outer leaf, a little less battered and crinkled but fundamentally the same. Now for... Continue Reading →
Dream Catchers These hairy, feathery, stringy things are supposed to catch my dreams, but I don’t believe it. I’ve hung them above my bed and inspected them carefully in the morning but I’ve never found a dream caught in them,... Continue Reading →
Poetry Breakfast 