A Dreamer __ by Louise

there is a dreamer
who dreams loud
day turns into night
darkness into light
he drops his first line
and never gets tired of winding
a yarn so long
its end never found

but when he finds his needle
he stitches his riddle
a storybook by the pillow
demons can fumble
tearing a burning page
blowing out a smoky candle
murdering a childlike soul
in bright tri-colour
blue
red
yellow

he wishes to have
a perfect daydream
yet he just dozes off
to a deep sleep
a soft snoring
disturbs his dreaming
even total darkness
between his eyes
leaves no chance to his sleepy muse
and daydream
turns from light to night
this is his dream
he paints
in opulent black