Open Poetry #49 |
As I stroll through a dream. |
whitbypoet1 Junior Member
since 2014-09-02
Posts 40 |
I just walk through my day as I stroll through a dream Where all things are as possible as they may seem, Where the moon rides the daytime, the sun rides the night For surely this means that both periods are bright, From the shadows hang silver, from twilight hangs gold For the beauty we see is to have and to hold, Even inverted streams that flow through the dawn air Give us more treasured images we can all share. I dip my toes in a puddle that rainbows a dream In soft circlets of colour that ripple and gleam, And I wash my face gently with life’s whispered breeze Then I dry it again with the winds of the trees, There is so much to see in a moment of time So many silk pages of immortal rhyme That come back on the echoes of what’s gone before And quietly tap on each window or door. I call out to a lark as it sings to the sky With no need to wonder, no need to ask why How Heaven can sing in such soft feathered ways Like the angels we dream of from our childhood days, There is sometimes a laugh, and yet sometimes a cry When the roses have bloomed, or the well has ran dry, Yet my day wanders on in our dream’s blessed calm With a prayer of contentment that keeps me from harm… |
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RedStoneEB Senior Member
since 2003-06-08
Posts 772uk |
i was kinda listening to a lord of the rings theme and it kinda blended well with the rhyming elements of the poem da, da da, da da, its very you know when life seems abit strange and its passed you by only wisdom in what you've seen can bring you back it kind of reminded me of that RS |
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