For Big Tent Poetry prompt Cascade Poem
In dreams anything can happen.
Life gets turned around, up is down,
fear only grows at lonely awakening.
Today, while I slept, you crept close,
tried hard to awaken me. I woke knowing
in dreams, anything can happen.
When you left, years ago, I crept inside myself.
Grief can be an unending nightmare, where
life gets turned around, up is down.
Once we loved and could not be driven apart.
Lived inside a dream, believing it would never end,
but now, fear only grows at lonely awakening.
Elizabeth Crawford 11/18/10