Slumbering

A villanelle about awakenings, inspired by The Tempest's Caliban.

This poem was inspired by Caliban from Shakespeare's 'The Tempest' in particular the quote-
"in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open and show riches
Ready to drop upon me, that when I waked
I cried to dream again."




To live in ilusion is the happiest way,
I once slumbered in the land of seeming
And cried when i woke from dreams - to day.

My world was a world where love held sway,
I dwelled in a land of dreaming
And to live in illusion is the happiest way.

I learnt changes come when changes may,
To send my sleeping head a-reeling
And make me cry when I woke from dreams - to day.

I opened my eyes to see love wouldn't stay
Nor would that adored illusive feeling
And an illusive life is the happiest way.

The day I awoke in was desperate, grey,
And the hours devoid of meaning
So I cried when i Woke from dreams today.

Now i long for dreams, i wait, i pray.
And hope with them will come some healing.
To live in illusion is the happiest way,
So I dream and hope i won't wake today.