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whitbypoet1
Junior Member

since 2014-09-02

Posts 40

0 posted 2015-05-24 12:38 PM

I thought that I lay wide awake, yet I bathed in a dream
That cauterized the worlds regrets and made my spirit gleam,
I wandered through an oil paint world of picturesque content
Where every scene of light and shade was truly heaven sent,
My soul was smile touched wonderment, as also was my heart
And in the dream was pure completion without an ending or a start,
Just caresses of forever that stroked softly down my spine
Those wonderful spring sentiments that turn to summer wine.

I turned over into a sunlit dawn and dreamed myself aware
Of birdsong whispers all around, such wondrous beauty there,
I sat beneath my parasol, and sipped my Earl Grey tea
While all around, each glint of sound were small segments of me,
And as the dawn swept rising sun drew shadows on the lawn
I emerged from my embryo, with the morning I was born,
The breath of every living thing combined with sacred charm
And for just a fleeting moment, the whole world was steeped in calm.

I sensed things that just were not real, segments of my dream world
As moments turned to butterflies, I watched as their wings unfurled,
With all life deemed as a chrysalis just waiting to be borne
Upon the breezes as they hatched, like angels of the dawn,
Yet even dreams need dreams sometimes, to make their dreams come true
We know through life’s experiences that toy with me and you,
I gently nipped my arm once more, and woke up in a dream
Yet it was just reality, sometimes a dream’s not what it seems…

Michael

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-08-13

Posts 7666
California

1 posted 2015-05-24 12:57 PM

I love the imagery you present throughout this entire piece.

quote:
And for just a fleeting moment, the whole world was steeped in calm.

In my youth, I often pondered if reality was dream, and what we experienced in dream something far truer to the soul.

But is the dream, itself, the life,
Without the confusion, sin, or strife?
Are the conscious thoughts we feel and deem
The very essence of a dream?

Thank you for reminding me of my youthful passions.

Michael

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

2 posted 2015-05-24 01:22 PM

My reminiscences within dreams take a more black and white "real" reality of my life's story. Instead of my

quote:
whole world was steeped in calm

mine was not so user friendly. But as I read this poem (twice) I have to admit some wistful thoughts that I could write such a poem without getting down and dirty as I so often do (trying to stop doing that). I have really missed out on much because of my inability to forgive certain people.

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

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