"Phantasmagoria" by Dave HartYou gaze silently br and stare squinting br through your stained glass panes. br Now pulling aside br sapphire drapes br of flowing somber samite br Replete with glowing organdy br You gaze out. br br Lo, a lazy mesmerized br quixotic moon-- br blithely blows kisses, br wryly winks br and coyly smiles. br br Yea, a light seesaw of a day br of ecstasy and spritely delight-- br now wanes to a quiet evening tune. br br II br Transfixed you br muse --attent through moist br window panes. br br And now enter the past pains br through br a flowing Rorschach panorama br of fluid specters-- br br a pentimento painting br of myriad serpentine days br metamorphosing br into mellifluous mellowing nights. br br Now mirthful, br this moon merrily br mills reticent br clouds in a star br clustered plight. br br The meeting with Morpheus... br --wondering of his mood-- br cheery and cherry, br one hopes. br br III br br In the soft security br of your pliant bed-- br a weary cheek cradled br in thoughts of this br day now blithely tread-- br br a voice and vision from the past-- br "night night br nighty nite br sleep tight". br br IV br Dreaming.. br in a dream br br Floating in the night skyscape br . . a phantasmagoria br of sensual sights and sounds. . br br riding in a catamaran of gilded silk. . br over the still quiet town. br br There's the tailor's shop, br the market place, br and the gurgling fountains of the park. br br On to other lands afar. . br the Taj Mahal. .