Originally published in Planet Magazine No. 21 (March 1999).
When I go to sleep at night
My dreams are scary,
Fraught with fright.
Wasps get tangled in my hair,
Clowns frolic fiendishly
In the frigid, dark air.
Goblins through my window peer;
A man with an axe
Knows what I fear.
But I’d never trade these dreams of mine
For the blissful dreams
Most others find.
These are dreams that help me to write;
Inspiration for stories
Best read by bright light.
Poem copyright 1999 by Sheri White
Artwork “Always Take Off Into The Wind” copyright © 1999 by Noel Bebee
