Dreamy

Today's prompt is to write a poem based on an image from a dream. I have a few recurring dreams, especially when I am under pressure. One of them has such an image, scene if you like, in it...

The Far Below

I stand atop a steep, steep cliff

and far below me is the sea;

the beach is full of people;

they're happy - you'd agree

There is a narrow path beside me

that some take in their stride,

but when I tried to walk it,

it vanishes, it hides

I cannot reach the Far Below,

I watch it from up high,

it sometimes pains me to know

I'll have to say goodbye

Andrea Vermaak © 2020