Dream 6/6/2013


It was dangerous in the darkness above,
But the rushing cars were, too, dangerous below.
But between it was so beautiful where the grass did grow,
And though it was wet, I ran across its steep slope.

No pasa nada, for my toes did not know.
They simply skipped up and along until I reached the crossroads.

My legs jumped and arms soared
Until they brought me to the streets
I was never so grounded
As when they brought me to my knees.

Only to bounce back and up again
But at a slower pace
As the torrent began.

A crossing guard figure
strung up on a lateral wire,
Edged along with her sign
To make sure I arrived there.

To blackness,
A road rained on,
a girl drenched.

And when I looked back,
The wire snapped.
The figure was flung
Off its path.

I was lost on a one way road
Did not know which way, up or down. to go.

I tried to return,
But everything was unknown.

The green slopes could not been seen, so far off.
No flight could take
with all the bouncy grass gone.
I simply stood there, with the water pouring on,


About Jessica Lee

Jessica is a twenty-something poet who performs most of her work on stage in Spoken Word. She has found writing therapeutic since she was child, and has pursued it ceaselessly. She enjoys writing even the most fleeting thoughts and dreams as SensicalRavings. Between long retail shifts, she enjoys writing observational pieces (always with a slant) of locally relevant subjects as ALLGainesville. If you appreciate inspiring, coming-of-age suppositions, become a follower. Though it's not always roses, it's raw!

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