Ruined Castles

This poem, with more than a hint of "limite surréaliste", was birthed when I was supposed to be getting to sleep.





Ruined Castles  -  07 Jun 14

Nightmares spin
Their dreadful tales
Gallop through the dreams
Shatter castles
Flailing tails
On the threshold
Of sanity
The house we built
In dream gone now
As is the dream
Lying in the rubble
Of the castle walls





Odd how these things happen.