Dreaming

I beg of you dream weaver …

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

With fear I close my tired eyes

each night, not afraid to enter

the dark, but fearful of the cries

reaching for me, from its center.

 

The day hastens me to go fast

as night longs for my presence,

awaiting to share with me my past,

I lay sweating from all my senses.

 

Dreams are very real, as life

contained in murals flashing before me,

often like fire flies, caught in flight,

I’m alone captured in eternal night.

 

So, I beg of you dream weaver

bring me there, only if for awhile,

for morning light draws so nearer,

wanting me to waken with a smile.

 

Vincent Moore 2018

 

Vincent Moore

Vincent Moore

Vincent Moore pens his thoughts about many things and has a style all his own. Sometimes, he parties with words excessively and it becomes necessary to publish quickly lest his work be lost in the dark corners of his room or his mind. Vincent will lead you into mysterious worlds that are strange yet somehow familiar, worlds that will leave you unsettled and breathless for more.

He was born and raised in Montreal Canada among the Irish, Brits, Italians and French. Point St Charles (commonly called The Point) was the Hell’s kitchen of Montreal. He played, cried, laughed and fought on the street corners, survival was an instinct and watching each others back important. Vincent left home at 17 to find his way in the world, failure and success he had plenty of. He studied the Arts and loved to draw and paint. Took acting lessons and envied those on the stage under the bright lights and hoped to some day become an actor, writer, playwright or painter. Vincent welcomes you to his world of mystery, fantasy and solitude. You can find a few of his writings in one of 3 books he's published.In Absinthia- In Melancholia and In Passionata.
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Vincent Moore

Vincent Moore pens his thoughts about many things and has a style all his own. Sometimes, he parties with words excessively and it becomes necessary to publish quickly lest his work be lost in the dark corners of his room or his mind. Vincent will lead you into mysterious worlds that are strange yet somehow familiar, worlds that will leave you unsettled and breathless for more. He was born and raised in Montreal Canada among the Irish, Brits, Italians and French. Point St Charles (commonly called The Point) was the Hell’s kitchen of Montreal. He played, cried, laughed and fought on the street corners, survival was an instinct and watching each others back important. Vincent left home at 17 to find his way in the world, failure and success he had plenty of. He studied the Arts and loved to draw and paint. Took acting lessons and envied those on the stage under the bright lights and hoped to some day become an actor, writer, playwright or painter. Vincent welcomes you to his world of mystery, fantasy and solitude. You can find a few of his writings in one of 3 books he's published. In Absinthia- In Melancholia and In Passionata.

One thought on “Dreaming

  • August 7, 2018 at 8:16 PM
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    What a great subject…dreams. I’ve always dreamed or at leased remembered them, and as I’ve gotten older they have become lucid dreams where I have some control. I have learned a lot from them and other (astral experiences) . These days dreams represent a relief from life, and I too look forward to the night, the freedom of mind and possibility. Well penned my friend and I relate completely. Cheers Vincent.

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