Looped house spirals in electric
Greens and reds and blues
The house an illusion yet, still
Slipping cross wavy floorboards
Slipping spiralling, still
The dreams of secret doors
And crannies and nooks to
Hide in, new rooms
Hide in, old rooms
The dreams of secret doors that lead to
Rooms from my unconscious
Playground bedroom
Blues walls with red planes flying across green fields
My imagination is endless
My dreams in HD full surround sound
Of places crossed between once and never
The staircases always grandeur
Golden hues and dazzling chandeliers
I once dreamed I saw everyone I knew and everyone I’ve yet to meet
Doors and staircases towards different opportunities
Looping through in electric
Green, red, and blue
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About the Creator
Oneg In The Arctic
A storyteller and poet of arctic adventures, good food, identity, mental health, and more.
Co-founder of Queer Vocal Voices
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Comments (10)
Loved it!!! 💕💖😊
I can honestly say that this poem captures the feeling of being in a dream with interesting pictures and unexpected twists and turns. Very well done! Your rhythm/non-rhythm was also very well crafted for something that seems "free form". 😉
your imagination is endless
Very imaginative. I love the use of vivid bright colors in this poem. These two lines caught my attention: My dreams in HD full surround sound Of places crossed between once and never
Really interesting and colorful. Gréat job!!!
Oooo, this was trippy and I loved it!
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I once dreamed I saw everyone I knew and everyone I’ve yet to meet - Loving this line... and also... did you really? Mind-blowing.
Very dream like, very surreal. Reminds me very much of a poem about a dream state that now I’m thinking I’d like to share. I really enjoy your use of words, like certain grandeur. And their repetitive imagery of primary colours. Sometimes it feels like dreams are moving between pixels under a microscope. In some way, that feeling exists, and I feel you’ve captured that feeling well.
Your poem definitely catches the surreal vibe. I love the use of repetition, alliteration and anaphora.
This is really cool, trippy actually. Well done