fragments in the dreaming

skittish across the landscape of my mind

some disparate thoughts slow

go side by side mismatched  a way

sometimes they chase each other

along and around – chasing, racing

and I am there with my

reins of reason to draw them in

I seek rest, a blank unknowing

and have instead this kaleidoscope

of people, stories, ideas, words

I seek to, and do, resist it

but sometimes, rarely, I join the

Dance and explore a terrain

both fearsome and wondrous

Talitha Fraser