Dreaming Kaikoura


I dreamt my bed right by the sea,
‘side a pearly shipwrecked tree.
Unwithered by dawns delight,
the blue bay breathed a heavy roar of pebbles,
ceaseless in its lucid trance of fading liquid night.
The sky, in coy caress, blushed peachy on the brilliant peaks; admired from such handsome height.
And the feral sea huffed mist asunder, repulsing the delicate light, into a wondrous sight.
I stirred my lungs through salty air, in a distracted, patch-craft gait.
How strange it did occur to me,
that in this dream I was awake.

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