I wish to ride upon a wave of daydreams,
To leave this slice of boring gray life.
Run with me upon a mountains edge,
That we may find ourselves floating upon a sea of stars.
Dance with me around this delicious fire,
As creatures of our childhood share with us their feast.
Sing will we within a forgotten hall,
And cast upon our enemies a sleeping spell.
Run away with me to the end of imagination,
And watch as the sunrise of a new day washes over this infinite plane.
Let us laugh and not look back,
While diving into a sea of creativity.
Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.