Dream
I dreamed I was the moon last night,
the strangest dream I’ve had,
my dream was silver-magical
and not a little mad!
I spread my beams on sky and sea,
I poured myself on land,
touched every tree with filigree,
kissed every grain of sand
But you won’t see my handiwork;
I did it in the night
and all my magic vanished
with the coming of the light.
the strangest dream I’ve had,
my dream was silver-magical
and not a little mad!
I spread my beams on sky and sea,
I poured myself on land,
touched every tree with filigree,
kissed every grain of sand
But you won’t see my handiwork;
I did it in the night
and all my magic vanished
with the coming of the light.
This poem is copyright (©) Carole Bromley 2024
About the Writer
Carole Bromley
Carole was born in Middlesbrough in the UK and lives in York. She has had pamphlets and collections published and has also won a number of competitions, including the Bridport, the Yorkshire Open, Torbay, Poetry Space and the Bronte Society Literary Prize. Her poems for children have been published in The Caterpillar, in her collection, Blast Off! and in anthologies from MacMillan and Emma Press. She was the winner of the 2022 Caterpillar Prize. Carole will be tutoring a course on writing poems for children at the Garsdale Retreat in October 2024
