My bed is the portal to adventures anew
Where I travel to worlds
I never knew that I knew
Time has no meaning and space holds no fear
Dates are irrelevant
Once I am here
Falling in gaps between words on a page
Scrolling across gadgets
In this more modern age
Or voices implanted direct to my ear
All story telling helps me simply … disappear
Under the duvet snuggled up tight
Conjuring visions
Deep into the night
Sleeping with excitements
Rifling my brain
Lost in weird dreams until daybreak
Then tomorrow night … it’ll start all over again
What a lovely dreamscape you wrote. I appreciated the meter in your poem, and the rhyming. It’s all fun to read. I especially like: “Where I travel to worlds / I never knew that I knew”