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Am I Dreaming?
By Lynn White
QuailBellMagazine.com *Editor's Note: This poem first appeared in Pilcrow and Dagger, June 2015. Is this a dream, a mirage? I could be sleeping. I was looking out on trees with rooks calling and nesting when I started to eat my picnic. But am I asleep now? The trees are dancing, but no longer trees. Young people from another time are dancing to the music, swaying to the music of the crows. No longer crows though, but fiddlers and singers making raucous music for the dancing. So am I dreaming? The cheese is real, though, and I’m still eating. I’m still chewing the bread and drinking the wine. And I can feel a stone against my back, digging into me. I’m sleepy now, though. Will they be there when I wake? Or will I come back into life to see the trees and rooks as I clear away my picnic and pack up. 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. #Unreal #Poetry #LynneWhite #AmIDreaming #AmIAsleep #IsThisRealLife #CreepyPicnic Visit our shop and subscribe. Sponsor us. Submit and become a contributor. Like us on Facebook and follow us on Twitter. CommentsComments are closed.
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