only a dream

august rush- cold september
chilling november- frozen december
these birch trees look like skeletal hands
reaching up and up
clawing at the sky.
this field, feels supressing, snowflakes fall
i suppose there should be a serene quietness,
but i cant shake this feeling-
a sublime sadness, even an underlying malice
hidden in the landscape.
this place is not meant for human feet to tread
inexplicable desires, strange dream thoughts
i feel the heat of hidden eyes
i turn and fall;
waking to find- it was only a dream-
"only a dream"

by meltedsnowman
posted on 11/05/2009