Many hidden meanings does this conceal
I’m running, I’m running, I’m running away
Dreams are hard to believe they are surreal

A large table setup with a grand meal,
With a man in the middle made of clay.
Many hidden meanings does this conceal

Spinning around on a large Ferris wheel.
I see you there, then you wander a stray.
Dreams are hard to believe they are surreal

I walk to a man that calls for a deal,
Pick one of three doors and see what you may
Many hidden meanings does this conceal

I open a door that is made of fine steel
Seeing you two making love in the hay
Dreams are hard to believe they are surreal

I then smack your back and hear myself squeal,
And you wake with a shocked look of dismay.
Many hidden meanings does this conceal
Dreams are hard to believe they are surreal

Poem Style – Villanelle / Poem Catagory – Personal
Written by Lady Kathleen