Open Poetry #42 |
Before I Was Dream |
ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Before I Was Dream Hard to say, if every drop begins this way Tangling my socks in a snare of brambles Hide and seek between the yards of sunset rambles Sibling songs and wailed gone wrongs Summer stars of drive In cars, and campouts by the pines Snow caves carved through supper starved and shivering But weightlessly, sleep was effortless Finding pace and pedantry along a lazy stream Nightmare years, inspired me to dream Hard to say, if every drop begins this way If every dance by chance a leaf the wind might sway Should I think too much or not enough as such Or shall I dream, the way the water goes Floating sticks and skippings stones, it knows Leaving missing parts discarded to the fishes Effortless the weight of these few wishes Hard to say, if every drop begins this way Snaggling my slip on desk drawers trip, to finally run These attributes are finely toned, and never done I sing at funerals, and cry at wedding bells In all these picture perfect scenes, my eyes are wells The personalities of trees, speak freely to the flower So much to learn, and more to be…still to discern each fly from bee All this, came as rain, before I was dream Copyright Kkh 2/16/08 |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"I sing at funerals, and cry at wedding bells In all these picture perfect scenes, my eyes are wells The personalities of trees, speak freely to the flower So much to learn, and more to be…still to discern each fly from bee All this, came as rain, before I was dream" Kathleen, you always catch my deeper sense of wonder with your exquisite writing. This poem touches me deeply and I'm keeping it! *hugs*.....jo |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Just LOVE the title of this wonderful, touching write, my friend. j. |
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poddarku Senior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 589india |
first, it is a good poem which i am adding to my library. second, i like the way you keep repeating "Hard to say, if every drop begins this way" |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
"The personalities of trees, speak freely to the flower So much to learn, and more to be…still to discern each fly from bee All this, came as rain, before I was dream" "The personalities of trees, speak freely to the flower So much to learn, and more to be…still to discern each fly from bee All this, came as rain, before I was dream" ~ For me, TD, those lines beared repeating twice!!! EA |
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Kristabell Senior Member
since 2003-11-29
Posts 678Portland, OR |
Very true. It all begins at the roots. This is excelent. K |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
A treasure box of overwhelming beauty, dear TD! love Margherita |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
A touching Write indeed ARCTIC WIND |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Before I was dream, I was but a speck of sand, lying still in wait a breeze.... my destiny then planned. Lying near the watery edge, where fish and frogs do swim....slumbering softly beneath a hedge ... not me, not me....just them. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice piece of writing...James |
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