A Dream Molder

A Dream Molder

While under shadowed hood, she creeps,
her midnight cloak, a billowy breeze,
spreads across the darkening sky
and hides her in the tide of night.

All the while, she waits until
a tide-like darkness overwhelms,
and then between the tic and toc
she overtakes your sleepy thoughts.

She sneaks in through your yawning depths
and numbs you with hypnotic breath.
Upon her moonlit lips are dreams
of curious pleasures unforeseen,
and nightmares spill from cresent eyes,
with dreadful sights to terrify.

Will she bless you with sweet dreams
of lazing on a sunny beach?
Or will she weep upon your sleep
and have you plunge a thousand feet?

Alas, 'tis not for you to choose,
for from your psyche, she'll peruse.
Until the dawning of your mind,
your nocturnal fate's her plight.



A found poem is created by using a line from an existing poem and creating a whole new poem from it. The line used here:
"a tide-like darkness overwhelms"
is taken from a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Birds of Passage.