My dreams "escape shaft"

My dreams open doors 
For escapes into realms of another 
To let my soul free of weights  


Awaken my wings to fly flight 
Through clouds and mountains 
Ocean floors to voyage 


I will escape to a place in mind
Where I will always be the hero 
As the main character defined  to play 


 I will escape to a place in mind 
A place where hot air balloons  fly 
And stories from books are invented 


Let me escape into a book 
Be a bookworm and day dream 
I will escape into a place in mind 

Sleep, Dreams and Visions

Spins and shadows in my sleep 
I see through visions in my dream 
Visualized  images moving close  


In the forest, loud of lone darkness 
In the woods where birds sing mute 
In the trees of blurred visions 


In a place where my screams are held silent 
In a place where my hands a' legs are tied down 
In a place, in a world of  sensation bizarre 


In shadows, I see in the distance approaching  
In characters so familiar, I see with scare 
Spin, spin, spin visions, then suddenly I wake up


Not knowing who or what it was 
And then suddenly I wake up from sleep 
Seeing spins and shadows in my visions of dream 

My Dream Home

Wind swept, sea breeze and sunset 

The seaside house that stands  

From a distance as bespoke main 

Built to blend with natures environs    

Built to please the manor of the house 

By the beachside, facing the waves 

Squirrels and birds in the garden, they play  

Having away fun, with nuts, hanged on coconut trees  

My little wildlife, right here in my backyard lay 

The dolphins jump and splash the sea blue  

The seagulls swings and dive on hunt  

The little blue boat, comes back in before the tide high  

Fresh air, fresh breeze and wind swept bliss 

My sanctuary stands, as paradise found

This here is my dream home found 

My dream home 

This here is my dream home found 

My dream home stands 

Pouring Libation

At the front line, where backs are   
Firmly stack against walls, that hot  
Transmitting the burning coals of larva 


From the bosom of dejected dissolution  
Deep beneath the heart's crust knocking 
With increased temperature, in temperament  


Of  the heat, in trepidation gushing up 
As time passes by, like street lights so fast 
Distancing, one from dreams with stretch  


With age count, adding burden of  guilt on lost hope
Like the gas filled cylinder left out cold 
Awaiting sparks, just a single spark, for its day 


To burn, combust, with might  in the light 
Showing its glory, showing its all
As given to proclaim as destiny to be 


Yet slowly, increasingly, widening  
This hatch, hole of opening enigma, 
Escapes hope, from an opening 


Sucks out, leaks and dilute with air 
The essence of once so defined 
Taking forms of deflated objects, wrinkled   


What do you do son, what do you do 
 To keep from drowning souls  
As once so care free, a spirit trapped in cages 


Today we will pour libations, it is needed 
Laugh and mock life and dreams had
Tomorrow we will saddle up, back chasing that dream 

In Dream State

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In dream state, I found my self 
The house floats in the heavens 
The stars come right down to earth


Not sure, whether I am standing or flying
Lying or falling, dreaming or awaking
Nothing here makes sense, not sure at all


Guess nothing here is meant to 
For this is the dream world, the cross roads 
The fluid dream I had last night


Sometimes it felt like I was awake 
And knew this was a dream, somewhat not so nice
Reasons a' rational objects, the justification given


Then I am lost again, so vivid this feeling
My emotions responds to the stories told
Sometimes I am falling, running, am I still lying in bed, dreaming


In a dream state I found my self last night
When the stars seemed so close
And we were all caught in a whirlpool

Insomnia Haiku

Friend; oh friend dear

Help suspend sup-conscience 

 insomnia rest, dreams

I Cry Around Tables

And there they were, the  forefathers 
How I remember them
All sat around tables
Notion of dreams had


Sankofa this is our land to be built on
Heritage, this is our destiny
Dreams, of a united continent


Colourful riches
Of this here land seen in
Reflections of what we wear
This is our fabric, exciting 


This is our clay our land 
And ants  build sky scrapers with it
Birds leaves architecture on trees
And acacia trees stands with majesty


Watch the cream of the sun
Shower the land with beauty
On sun set stands, such bless 
Paradise here on earth

And others will
And they do envy
For just a fraction
Of what we have, we own

But on our leaders 
Heads went missing, heedless 
On the want of greed
Of selfish, self indulgence 

And notion in motion
Some times, too often
Goes without directions
So I sit and cry around headless tables

Two Halves

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I am of two halves
My thoughts, my sight
My feet, my directions, hold
Break twigs to become of two halves


I am of two halves, to have a dream of two men
Safe to take the lonely walk,
But not much life holds, in road's suite


Excitement and fear,
Becomes of adventures 
On option's grounds


So  do I walk the road of  plausible certainty 
Seat and wonder on dreams once had
Or choose to follow a passion
I am of two halves 


Choices on decision's paths chosen 
Haunted to reconsider like thinkers think
Nightmare of free-fall, still hold I back
Fear it holds of the unknown haunt


But this is my dream, my passion
Its in my blood, it is  what I am made of 
So I seat with dreams of two men 
Two halves, and calling


And hope to nest of two birds
Because I am made of two halves
I seat with the dreams of two men
And wish to see my dreams come true 





Note: I love poetry and I work as a construction commercial manager/ project manager
that is where the poem is coming from, the metaphor of two halves, which I think James Rosenquist can relate to