A Thought made from Dreaming Nonsense

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Open Poetry #48

A Thought made from Dreaming Nonsense

ken206573
Member

since 2008-10-14

Posts 487

0 posted 2013-03-25 02:37 PM

Curious thought
I want to dance among the streets
with no shoes, hopping into a hymn.
Listening to soft winds,
chirping birds
and music of crickets. Watching
the sun, watch me
between current clouds
and the whispering of leaves
scrapping
cement. To transform back into a child
with no care in the world, except
for candy, starry nights,
my parent's
love.           I dreamed in pine needles
caught between frost and snow. I
kissed winter's air
and winter kissed backed. I fell into
a tree drizzled by the rain,
patting the world with
sweet salty tears. Gathered
leaves for an umbrella, in
a thunder...
  of a protest,
         I
      sing...
among the
         lightning.

Victoria

Member Ascendant

since 2000-08-12

Posts 5869

1 posted 2013-03-25 02:59 PM

Gathered
leaves for an umbrella, in
a thunder...
  of a protest,
         I
      sing...
among the
         lightning.

That sounds like fun...gathering leaves for an umbrella...Enjoyed Ken...delightful read.

Nice to read your words again.

~Victoria

I was adored once too.
William Shakespeare

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

2 posted 2013-03-25 03:34 PM

Ah, this line is very personal to me. Among the pine needles. Arkansas. Two young lovers.

quote:
I dreamed in pine needles

I loved the carefree attitude of this poem, and the memories conjured up, as I have said above I relate . . . Good poetry.

~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways . . . ~*~

Lighthousebob
Member Elite

since 2000-06-14

Posts 4725
California

3 posted 2013-03-25 07:32 PM

Ah, to be young. Your thoughts and displays of youth are very gentle on the mind. A real pleasure to read.

MorningStar
Member

since 2009-10-26

Posts 290
Pittsburgh, Pa

4 posted 2013-03-25 08:45 PM

Oh, I liked this so much! It made me think of climbing tress and racing my brothers home trying to beat the street the street lights. And I used to win too!

"I'll tell you how the sun rose
A ribbon at a time..." - Emily Dickinson

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