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A rainbow of reveries

A rainbow of reveries

Why does the conscious mind delve amidst a dream ? where anything is possible from not what it does seem.. fantasizing fabrication, conjuring concoctions..
mixed up meditations with Oh so many options

Our over-sleeping, rapid eye-movement of forty winks whilst we are lost within our imagination of flickering blinks..A rainbow of reveries so colourfully bright.. as we lie snuggled up in our beds comfortable at night..that fine line between a nightmare and pleasure.. all aghast betwixt our reveries or chimeras to treasure

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Being Me

Dreams always fascinate me. I have a theory that they are not linear. Although we remember them in a clear sequence (not always logical, but there you go) I believe that dreams are hurled into our subconscious in one go. Just one lump of jumbled images. And our brain then sorts these out in some sort of order as we wake. That is what I think anyway. But whatever however and whyever dreams are, mo matter. This is a fab little poem, Jill x

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Pratibha Savani

Being in a fantasy world in a dream is one incredible feeling. This is why I love this write so much! As I have already posted a few on dreaming. Fabulous write Jill! Sssoo pinned xxx P?

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Jill Tait

Awwww Thanking you so kindly luv ❤️?❤️

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