Lyra's Dream
A short poem based on the His Dark Materials Saga
By Ryan Burke
I awoke in a world Slightly different from mine. I started to search, Lo and behold what did I find! All of my mates Were here once again Even those who I forgot Were once my friends. None of them were hurting They were all in a god mood Drinking their juices and teas And eating their yummy food. Then I realized something That I did not notice before Right there behind me Was my bedroom door. I tried to stay away from it But it started to draw me in. Then I saw Will, alive and well And I tried to grab hold of him. He just watched as I slipped away A queer smile on hid face. Right then I realized the horrible fact This was not a real place. None of it exsisted It was all in my head. Now I am awake, no longer dreaming, Just lying in my bed.
A short poem based on the His Dark Materials Saga
By Ryan Burke
I awoke in a world Slightly different from mine. I started to search, Lo and behold what did I find! All of my mates Were here once again Even those who I forgot Were once my friends. None of them were hurting They were all in a god mood Drinking their juices and teas And eating their yummy food. Then I realized something That I did not notice before Right there behind me Was my bedroom door. I tried to stay away from it But it started to draw me in. Then I saw Will, alive and well And I tried to grab hold of him. He just watched as I slipped away A queer smile on hid face. Right then I realized the horrible fact This was not a real place. None of it exsisted It was all in my head. Now I am awake, no longer dreaming, Just lying in my bed.