Friday, December 30, 2005

the somnambulists

The somnambulists
walk slowly,
precisely,
through the stucco promenade
made from figures
in their
minds.
Each brick,
is a fantasy
linking dreams
and gravity
like the soft, pink
umbilical cord.

Their processions,
in the darkest
space
of their minds,
will surely end
with coming of
each day.

4 comments:

transience said...

sounds like a fitting farewell to 2005. happy new year's, stan.

Shubhodeep said...

lovely!

_Soulless_ said...

linking dreams and gravity

Ooh, loved the novelty of this line. Bravo!

And a toast to the sleepwalkers! *grin* Your imaginative side shows in this piece, Adrian. A most wonderful read.

Anonymous Poet said...

Dreamy! -- literally!