Lucid

[Celia]

(Having recently won The Captain's poetry contest, I figured I might as well post the winner here so you fine folks can see it.)

Lucid

A curtain of ink fell down ‘cross her eyes.
She dreamt dreams of black oceans and pure ivory skies.

She awoke with a start, with the world as her stage,
But none are too pleased when their dreams disengage.

She thrust open her windows and prayed dreams were not lies,
But her skies were the ground, and her ocean the sky.
Sadness and madness welled up ‘hind her eyes.

And she met an immortal anger no mind could encage,
She thrust her head to the ceiling and bellowed her rage.

“I will make skies to oceans, and force grounds to the sky.
“I WILL CAPSIZE THIS WORLD SO TO MAKE IT AS MINE.

“Invert me.”

[Celia]

this poem had such potential why did I do this

the rhyme structure in paragraph 3 is AWFUL what was I thinking

and rhyming stage and disengage, (neither of which fit the poem thematically regardless) was really just garbage I mean come on

and come to think of it the fifth paragraph is missing a little something too but I can't figure out what right now because i'm honestly too tired.

i may need to revisit this poem for revisions.