My Dreamland Place
There was a place I used to go as a young boy with my dog,
To lose myself in dreams on adventures as a young Hawg.
I loved this time by myself in my dreamland place out there,
That I have written about in this story poem to me so dear. Continue reading
A Fishing Dream
This morning after my first blog after my miserable rest,
I dropped off to a deep sleep sitting in my easy chair nest.
I was dreaming so vividly sitting there so deeply involved,
About fishing in a heated dock at Grand lake so resolved. Continue reading
Drifting Back Again
Pam worked yesterday teaching 5th graders again,
So I was home all by myself kind of bored in the den.
I asked Alexa to shuffle Bob Will’s songs on Prime,
And that Western Swing music started playing so fine. Continue reading
Sometimes things just aren’t what they may seem.
And you wonder if you are really just having a dream.
I recall one time when I was writing a blog late at night.
I saw a fantasy illusion that did give me a big fright. Continue reading
Back a while ago when I got some new medications,
I would doze off in my easy chair and have hallucinations,
Kind of in a dream state with stressful things occurring,
Until I woke up perspiring after bad visions incurring. Continue reading
Never Never Land
Sometimes my wife Pam goes off to Never Never Land,
Staring blankly off in space ignoring my verbal commands,
To snap out of her dream and come back to this world,
From that place she has gone to on her fantasy twirl. Continue reading
I had this place down behind our home as a young kid,
Where I used to go to get away before I went to bed.
There was a big patch of summer clover down there,
Covered with small white flowers on it everywhere.