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     Ephemeral Dreams


On full moon nights in perfect stillness

Fleeting dreams disturb my slumber.

Billowing clouds ferry me back

To a nonexistent kind, gentle time.

You, a gallant medieval knight

On your strong and faithful steed

Swiftly lift me off the horizon

With a clank or shield and sword.

You carry me away to an unknown land

Filled with mystery and wonderous joy,

 Lyrical song and devoid of stress.

These ephemeral dreams are but

A subconscious longing for peace.

Full moon nights bring wayward dreams.


Joyce Kasanonkwas Sundheim

Sept. 2000

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