My Crazy Dream Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr

My Crazy Dream



Last night I had a crazy dream,
It seemed so vivid and so true;
And if you lend me your ear,
I will then tell my dream to you.

In my dream I was playing ball,
When towards me the ball did come;
I bounced up so fast to catch it,
I nearly bit in two my tongue.

I caught the ball and raised my hand,
I then flung quick it and let go;
But my arm went completely limp,
So I dropped it in a mud hole.

I then picked up the dripping ball,
It was dirty and soaking wet;
I then wiped it dry on my shirt,
I squeezed it and then I reset.

Next, I heard a lady’s voice scream,
I thought it was a crazy fan;
That’s when I suddenly woke up,
For my wife smacked me with her hand.

I was standing in our bathroom,
In my hand was a dripping shoe;
O, too late I then realized,
For I had dropped it in the stool.

So this doesn’t happen anymore,
I hide all shoes and lock the doors.



Written by Loyd C Taylor

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
C.R. Clark 10 May 2008

Good one, Loyd. Dreams, no matter how ridiculous, always seem so real at the time. But, sounds like this one might have put a knot on your head. That's a lot of realism. Thanks, I really enjoyed reading this poem. Richard

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