An interesting concept you have come up with in the lines of this poem! I found it nicely worded and it held my interest. I dream every night and often remember my dreams in the morning after. Especially the nightmares. I dream in full color. I hope I don't offend you by asking if you do the same?

Theese lines really stood out for me:

Included in these are all nightmarish hells,
wanton mysterious wavers of thought.
As nothing quietens a mind of raging swells,
while sailing nightly on the edge of fraught.

always, Cat (& eddy)

I. too, have had dreams that seemed so real that I wondered if they really happened. I've also had dreams that came true. Some dreams can be a small glimpse of future events. I beleive it!

always, Cat

A tangled web we weave, where are we in dreams, or awake, or dream of dreams...
A good write the subject fraught with danger, but you arrived at the end
unharmed... Yours Ian.T

i wrote a poem similar to this one roscoe
sometimes dreams are more real than 'reality' - it makes one wonder what is real and what is real....

excellently written - i love the repeating of 'dream' - it adds to the confusion
and i really like the line 'wanton mysterious wavers of thought.'

a suggestion (imho)
'Included in these are all nightmarish hells,
wanton mysterious wavers of thought.
As nothing quietens a mind of raging swells,
while sailing nightly on the edge of fraught.'
- the first and third lines of this stanza seem a little long to my ear
perhaps
'Included in these are nightmarish hells,
wanton mysterious wavers of thought.
As nothing quietens minds' raging swells,
while sailing nightly on the edge of fraught.'

love judy
xxx