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Last Night
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Last Night |
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Bronx Member
since 2000-01-28
Posts 84Oviedo, Florida, U.S. |
Last Night Last night I had a dream, It started like any other dream, Peaceful and quite... I was there And so were you, We were at the beach And you were in a too too, You danced while I watched, You were so great, You danced for an hour And then took a break, You sat down beside me And a basket appeared, I didn't think about it 'Cause in a dream nothing's wierd! We started to eat, It was very good, But then the tide started to rise And I knew there soon would be a flood, It started to rain, It rained oh so hard, But all we could do Was head for the car, You ran so fast With me bringing up the rear, We both dashed to the car With hearts racing and fear, I started the car But the engine went out, A gigantic wave come toward us And we were tossed about, The car disappeared And you along with it, I wished you were there, Oh how I wished it, Another wave came, It was coming my way, All I could to was swim there, And wait, The wave came toward me, It got bigger than the last, I closed my eyes And my past flashed fast, The wave hit me hard, And as soon as I surfaced, I looked around And asked God "What's the purpose? Just then Lightning flashed, The waves got worse, And Thunder crashed, My heart was pounding, I was in a state of shock, I wished very hard That I could trun back the clock, I awoke the next day bright and early to find, It was all a dream, It was all a waste of time, by Bronx Be careful! It's a jungle out there! |
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DayDreamer Junior Member
since 2000-01-16
Posts 30 |
Hmm....very interesting. Thought provoking...dreams can be very weird, but all of them have a purpose, just like the one you explained in this poem. I like it. DayDreamer "You can't change anything by just sitting back and looking at it."~Cloud |
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Bronx Member
since 2000-01-28
Posts 84Oviedo, Florida, U.S. |
Yes- I would like to thank you for writing your poem fom whicn I got inspired. Poetically yours Bronx Be careful! It's a jungle out there! |
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TanAngel Member
since 2000-02-01
Posts 168Oviedo, Florida, USA |
I like this one a lot Bronx. Dreams can be really weird, they also can be your best friend. Most of all a way to escape. "Dreams are not a reality, no matter how much we wish"-TanAngel |
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AVANTI Senior Member
since 2000-02-02
Posts 664INDIA/MAHARASHTRA/PUNE |
Glide with those dreams of yours...you never know which one comes true.. i like your poem a lot you don't have to understand completely..to love completely... remember even the darkest night has a morning to meet...you'll understand someday..Avanti Rao |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
'Cause in a dream nothing's wierd! - Great line. I often try to write every detail of a dream if I can remember them when I wake up...but I think mine are wierd, even stil...LOL Really enjoyed this poem, but a dream is never a waste of time, me thinks. michael |
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danni Senior Member
since 1999-11-20
Posts 688wisconsin |
an interesting story with a good flow. all around, i really liked it. nice work! Something has to change. An undeniable dilemma. But I am not a burden anyone should bear. -Tool- |
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JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
Dreams are oh so strange, but you are right, when it is ony a dream, it can't be wierd. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Bronx, very good poem...makes sense of something that doesnt always make sense... I like the last line, how you ended it with that thought. great job.janet marie ...found your heart-then lost your lover...licked your wounds then run for cover... take your time...there will be another... and dont make the same mistake twice... unless you can pay the price... Dan Fogelberg |
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~Venus~ Member
since 2000-01-27
Posts 128 |
Bronx-- I'm kinda late on writing a reply. It's the second time I read your poem and I still love it. Dreams, no matter how weird, are an escape to me. But then, maybe they're an escape because they're weird...who knows? I do not, for I am not wise in that forte, ask my dear friend, DayDreamer. ~goddess of love, passion, and desire~ *She loves, she's Love, and yet she is not lov'd* |
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