New poem today: Half-dreams

Dreaming of impermanence, photo by m o n c h o o h c n o m in the public domain courtesy of Flickr Creative Commons

Dreaming of impermanence, photo by m o n c h o o h c n o m, available in the public domain courtesy of Flickr Creative Commons.

 

Half-dreams

Between the wine-induced
Night waking and the damnable
Beeping of the alarm,
My conscious levitates, entertains
Compromised thoughts closer to
Dreams than to the wide-eyed
Reality of 4 a.m.:
A sense of clocks ready to chime;
My children’s faces enlarged,
Swollen like the Hindenburg,
All baby teeth that bite
At my guilty heart;
Loose ends nagging,
Knocking about in the dark.

 

© Beth Henary Watson 2017