'Dream World'

The second in a series of entries for our Junior Poetry Prize 2011. This was written by Mark Russell from II form-

'Dream World' by Mark Russell

Thumping

and flickering

and rattling.

Adjusting with

The flow.

The urge

Pull of emotions

At the ends of

Those outstretched fingers.

A tingle at those

Knuckles with the

tiny scratches.

Blossoming like a grey rose.

Dissolving

They slip away

Like breaths

Like flashes

Of those other days.

When it flickers

Don’t question it

Just endure.

That single line

At the end of my spine

Fixed there with a beat.

Your words are still

The final voice

of reason.