Across the silver lake of dreams, <br />a malevolent pixie sits, <br />with rod in hand, <br />and line in water, <br />trying to catch the rainbow, <br />with its pot of gold. <br />His line of silver thread, <br />strung out and invisible, <br />against the water, <br />holds the magic of the world, <br />forgotten by mortal command. <br />Here we see a dragonfly, <br />of rainbow colours glide, <br />inches above the waters, <br />of the silver lake of dreams.<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silver-lake-of-dreams-nonsense-poem/
