Penns Poems

Dream Watcher

She closes her eyes...

Imagines a place...

A place all her own...

A place she is safe.

At first I see Nothing...

Should I go back?

Then suddenly Light...

In a room full of Black.

And I follow the Light...

To where waters are calm...

The Sun shines upon them...

A breeze swaying the palms.

And then quickly it changes...

In the ground there's a crack...

Bright Flames lick their way up...

And there's Smoke and there's Ash.

Once more the scene changes...

And the Light's far away...

The Sun is now Hidden...

As Night overcomes Day.

In the distance there's Thunder...

And I see Lightning Bolts...

And the Rain's coming down...

But then suddenly haults.

From Dark Clouds I see Sun...

For a moment or so...

But that was enough...

Well, at least now I know.

And now we come back...

To that faint little Light...

I look up to the Stars...

And the Moon in the Night.

And she opens her Eyes...

Nothing's quite as it seems...

But you see that's my job...

Just to watch all her Dreams.

-Wil Denison