Open Poetry #33 |
Dream |
DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Dream was the coming back poem for someone who ran away - it is fictional Dave A dream Feeling small looking up to fear I see the closeness of those I dont belong to Of love for someone to decide my meaning Small steppes to take into my heart When I dream of daylight I see your eyes And your shape And a man who will make you happy Or dead yes I am running away With nothing And to stay here I would have the same There is a hill where I can see for ever Maybe from the hill for ever and ever To know the green grass on my feet To be outcast elsewhere Than my home With tired feet I return to a long awaited hill Where once was grass Now I see shrub Tired dried weeds Burning Throughout my travels I always knew I would find this hill Now I know only sorrow And my dream |
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E S West Member
since 2004-08-31
Posts 116California |
So much of life we live in dreams...well done and a good read... E S West and thank you for your kindest words of my poem, A New Dawn... means a lot to me.. "always be true to SELF, and follow your heart.." |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Thanks ES Your words are good whether someone feels you have achieved your aims or not Dave |
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E S West Member
since 2004-08-31
Posts 116California |
Thanks Dave, if you have time look at my response under my poem "New Dawn", it explains how I was duped and misled...and I enjoy your words very much also... E S West "always be true to SELF, and follow your heart.." |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
I don't know why David, but while reading this, I couldn't help but ponder why is it, b/c you don't think like others, they outcast you? This has become a strange world...and yet, it is during those times, that we're always introduced to those tremendous special ones, the ones that make it all worthwhile. Tremendous write dear friend.... |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Stuff I wrote ages ago seems to have relevance now I wrote on things I felt I could see would happen Sadly spin and the domination of networks makes you a target you can not defend against The concept of ethnic cleansing knowing the world will wait and watch until they are propelled by journalists to take action and slowly and little as they can The concept that weak nations can be bullied as they have always been, but now we dress it up before we do it The fundamental concept that we pursue the weak at all times because we lack the courage to pursue the strong, and if it didn't happen on the "Daily News", it didn't happen at all. Dave |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
"I wrote on things I felt I could see would happen" Yes, it's that "feeling" - and where else does it come from than ... the unconscious all seeing mind - I think. |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Just basic Politican lives - Politician enjoys - everone lives off them People want to live, enjoy life but some politician can't live, if they can't get the news, if they can't! Dave |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
your writings touch me deeply make me think alot enjoy reading them. dont really have the right words to express myself here, thanks for sharing yourself |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
So very, very sad, Dave. I think I know that hill. I'm no way versed well in poetry, but I would guess this to be excellent! A keeper. miscellanea |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
MG Thanks - I suppose I use a kind of story to look at truths Probably says more about me than words but everyone has this images, I think. Dave miscellanea You saying you are not versed in Poetry is like a politican saying they have trouble speaking. You dance on words and use them as you feel you should - with message. Dave |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
When I dream of daylight I see your eyes This is absolutely beautiful, dear Dave. Without the possibility to dream, we would be lost ... me thinks. Love, Margherita |
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