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A childs Dreams
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A childs Dreams |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Slumber it seems to a child: Is a continuation Of staying awake, When dark-time brings out Night-beat drummers, And the day-band of the sun Gives up conduction. * Rest insists of run-worn legs: The Childs body changes, As all the world does When viewed from horizontal. Cracks in the wall of reality Are caulked with mysticals, To seal out the light; In a different kind of world Of ever changing Transcendentals. * Awake or in dreams, The young wizards mind Is absent of difference... Aloft on a plane, With no adult seams; Fences or boundaries * Their eye-slits beg sleep tokens: Closed, yet still slots That osmotic, sleep ghosts Slip, like soft coins dropped In nickelodeons... A strange animation begins, They enter netherword Falling (holding) hands With Alice, Taking in the opiate- Smoke of sleep Puffed out, by a toad-stooled cat; Who knows they don't care, Where they're going. * Children accept as real, All who dwell there it seems In dream-web snares Of fairy queens and mad hares. But midlife creeps And swells-shut, adult minds Experience makes us blind; Sad it is that we deny, The reality of dreams. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
ice "Their eye-slits beg sleep tokens: Closed, yet still slots That osmotic, sleep ghosts Slip, like soft coins dropped In nickelodeons..." wonderfully written, my friend! |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Ice, a gem. Pure and simple...a gem of a write, thank you. |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big angel hugs) Oh Ford, this is so very sad but true, sweet friend, I would be heartbroken if I ever lost my sense of youth and wonder and dreaming, sweet friend, I believe they are important and must always be held dear! (sigh) I send angel hugs to the children in encouraging them to hold them dear, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Ford, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "You'll find something that's enough to keep you |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Beautiful, melancholic write. Every child has the right to dream, to follow it, to realize it. Love, Margherita |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Excellent write Ford. I think the child within us all....is not that far away.  Hugs~ ~ I like not only to be loved, |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Yes, sad it is that we ignore them. Wonderful poem, Ice! |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
But don't you see, you drove the dream home? My my, dear ice, this is so worth keeping. |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Martie Thank you for the nice comment.. Magnus "Gem" what a nice thing to call this poem, Thank you.. Mistletoe/Noah I don't think you will ever lose your sense of wonder... Thank you for reading and commenting Margherita Yes, every child has that right, but so do we as adults "to follow it" and "to realize it...thank you Nancy The child is always very close, you are right.. Thank you for reading.. iliana Thank you , "wonderful " is such a wonderful word.. Bluesy Yes, now I do see I drove the dream home....now that you have confirmed it....Thank you... Again, Thank you all for reading and the nice comments ________ice ><> |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Children accept as real, All who dwell there it seems In dream-web snares Of fairy queens and mad hares. But midlife creeps And swells-shut, adult minds Experience makes us blind; Sad it is that we deny, The reality of dreams. PERFECT! |
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