Poems that help with imagination. Dedicated to my Muse. In every one some kind of artist is hiding.

Description: A farce featuring Sir David Drowsy, his dreams, and ghosts.

"It's night. Always night. Dreams guard against the evil forged by nightmares. Infinite shooting stars illuminate a moonless sky. A city stands alone, surrounded by a darkened field. On its fringes, a man watches one star separate from the masses and fall. What survives the crash will unveil a secret centuries long hidden." Molly hasn't slept well since the night of her twenty-fourth birthday. Being struck by lightning might have something to do with it, but then again, her chicken "did" look a little undercooked at dinner. Whatever the culprit, her life quickly catapults from mundane to insane as, night after night, Molly is transported through her once dreamless sleep to a mysterious land illuminated by shooting stars. There she meets the captivating but frustrating Dev, and together they discover Molly possesses a power coveted by his people-the ability to conjure almost anything she desires into existence. Seduced by the possibilities of this gift, Molly shifts her attention from waking life toward the man, the magic, and the world found in her dreams. But Molly must ask herself-does something truly exist if you only see it when you close your eyes? Faced with the threat of losing everything-her job, best friend, boyfriend, and most importantly, that little thing called her sanity-Molly will learn just how far she'll go to uncover what is real and what is merely a figment of her imagination.