Synaptic Dream Scrabble Stash Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Dreams bring string themes for thoughts caught in blind flash,
Enchantment, nightmare fears, beyond time's veil.
Much past, some present, future fair or fail,
Links stored sub-surface in synaptic stash.
Insight's flights can scan creation. Clash!
World wakes! swirled search unslaked - there lies a tale
Of fairies, dragons, daily purchase, sale
Refused, approved, in limbo, mind's cache
Seeks sleeps return to peep through truth's mish-mash,
Advice clear seeking, films night's neuron mail.
New facettes, gleaming, stream subconscious scale
Gleaned from imagination's brain-wave splash.

Dreamplay transforms day's greys to rainbow sash
Evaporating empty phantoms pale,
Multi-coloured visions never stale,
Leaves boring chores here for adventures brash,
Ideal idyll there, to cut a dash
While speeding spirit fills dreamboat's full sail
On open ocean offering hope's grail
Real scope, feels grace denying daily lash,
Speed-reads between life-lines, shu[n]ts cut and slash
Away as contradictions fade or flail.
Now spring prevails, mocks fixed rails, founds fresh trail
Gains momentum, phoenix flies from embers, ash.

Word worlds scrabbled whirl unscrambled rehash
Once hidden memories as dreams exhale
Revived ambitions, aims released on bail,
Deep sleep follows lost primaeval tracks
Greeting hidden relevations, packs
A universe no censorship can gaol,
Moves mountains, fountains frees, sees each detail,
Egged on unyoked as Ahab white whale tracks.
So phases paradoxical sleeps stacks
Novel treasured pleasure meaured by mind's cracks
Invites insight into both fiction, facts,
Laces sing-song sense up hill down dale.