Dreams

Day or night, some of us are
Dreamers or sceamers, some
Plan some plot. Daydreams
Are the hopeful kind, the ones
Full of wishes and whims, of
Things we want and maybe
Don't know. Desires hidden a
Bit deeper than fears, those
Come out in the darkness. We
Call them nightmares, in honor
Of a medieval evil spirit, said
To smother sleepers. Dream
In the daylight and let your
Sunshine shine in, dodge the
Malevolent "mare." Be ye of
Good cheer. Dream well and
In peace, in good company.
Day dreams are the hopeful
Kind, where desires are met

In the clouds

Head in the clouds. 
Head for the clouds.
The sensation like flying,
Feet on the ground. I've
Said it before, I'll say it
Again, clouds captivate
Me, draw me to dream.
Imagining life up there
In the filament, a web
So real yet nebulous.
Head in the clouds
Where dreamers dream