Open Poetry #45 |
Golden Dreams |
N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet Member
since 2009-07-30
Posts 360New Orleans |
Dreaming dreamers dreams Of golden honey dipped goals So sweet to the taste So soft too the touch You'll never understand why I even care Why I even share Dreaming dreamers dreams Too much to even bare A bottle over flowed with the wine Some call it blood Others call it a party I'll open my mouth, to never say sorry They say give up, let it go I'll be sitting by the that tree right there Eyes closed, smile wide, you'll never know My dreams of dreaming dreamers dreams For life isn't fair Never for me I've been called beautiful, and charming Been cast aside like a rock And I'll sit right there, by that tree Just like a rock. "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." Oscar Wilde |
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GBride Senior Member
since 2009-07-02
Posts 538 |
Exciting!!! |
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brneyedgrly Senior Member
since 2009-06-08
Posts 1125nowhere and everywhere |
My dreams of dreaming dreamers dreams ________ may you always have them poet |
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N|D|N|C|Lost-Poet Member
since 2009-07-30
Posts 360New Orleans |
Thank you for the responses. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
And when you are sitting there ... like that rock ... you will be dreaming up more poems to mesmerize me with. A |
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