Drifting into dream that houses

Foreign ways to witness worlds

Requiring focused concentration

Yet unable to completely describe

Perhaps dream started elsewhere

On an alien-colored, celestial plane

Could it be unfettered acceptance?

Am I a sufficiently worthy poet?

To recite my laborious doggerel

Before defenseless stones and trees

Perhaps a kind breeze will capture

my wildly forgotten dream poems

written by a troubled amputated soul