My Imaginary Poem by Maggie Wolf

the wind is colors floating by
twineing around
passing me by
calling to me to follow
to places where things happen
the birds can swim
and the fish can fly
the horrors of my dreams lurk in caves
and gaurdian angels protect me from harm
flowers are every color
they are so big i can sleep in them
there petals enfold me inside
and i am born again
into my mind
of imaginary
i wear a gown of roses
their thorns are made of diamonds
they prick me and leave me stained with silver
my skin turns translucent
my veins are silver and gold
i see my soul deep inside
rapped in rose petals
it glows with an inner light
my aura
my imaginary
i look up into the sky
and see things i never dreamed
the sky lights up with lights
flashing and burning
faires dance around tinkling fountains
i am in a garden
filled with life and beauty
i look around and realise
this is me
my life
my soul
my imaginary


Written in 2005