Open Poetry #32 |
Dreamer of the Red Dawn |
JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Dreamer of the Red Dawn Red dawn creeps across the skyline, the city noises seem far away. Now he is yearning for sleep, which will soon have its own way. A place to wake his dreams of tomorrows and fallen yesterdays his life’s path for other’s eyes sorrow, pain numbed, of forgotten days. Silver streaked hair tucked beneath his green cap fits snug. He settles down in his cardboard home, covering with his tattered rug… And another day of dreams, and a loathing, how could he ever give up this drug. Day soon turns to dusk: he awakens from his dreams, thirsts, and hunger, and his reality’s shrug. Wincing in pain he pulls to his side, he rolls slowly and lifts to his feet. Pain of hunger, his body yearning, and tugging for food he had enjoyed, only in his sleep. Pain of age, beckoning and pushing him to enter into death’s gate. He hesitates, then ignores, then remembers her once more… That green-eyed girl in his dreams, with raven black hair. Remembers her smile as she had passed by, he smiling back if only a dare. Remembers that night he sketched out her face, as she disappeared into that one night, Forever gone from beyond his sight… He runs to his street corner where each day he must go, with pencil and paper for art, drawing faces, he doesn’t even know. Holding on to another day, searching as his drama unfolds, dreamer of the red dawn, living his life untold. Surviving on a street where his images play. Where he lives in a sketch, a memory, and a molding of clay… This dreamer of the red dawn… |
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loner187 Member
since 2004-03-21
Posts 106Upstate New York |
Wow, this is beautiful. I love poems like this, the surreal and dream-like feel. You use such great imagery in this one, and painted a nice picture in my head! The first step to recovery is to admit your addiction. So, here it is: |
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Startime55 Member Elite
since 2003-04-05
Posts 2148Alberta, Canada |
Brilliant....This poem is filled with vivid images that fill the mind as one reads. A stunning poem with realities lessons... |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Hi JL and good morning... Your writes astoundingly grasp hold of the reader from beginning to end...the content displays not only vivid images, but the wenching part of life's heart stops...incredibly good read and write. sending smiles and hugs...wishing I could write as you do. Lovely |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
JL A sensitive look into this character...so well done!! |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
JL~ You not only word-sketched the character ... you colored his world vividly for the reader~ Nice work~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
Very nice! |
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