Where souls collide
Tag: dreams
Love is the word
In a dream you came to me
whispering that word
the resonance that found us
when it was just you and I
The word that bound us
across oceans and sky
in that place where you waited
time ticking, endlessly
Until I opened my window
saw your footprints in the sand
the smile you’d left me to find
with that word that belongs to you
The dream still lingers in my wake
in the last message you crafted
contrasting the shadow and light
cupid’s arrow, threw my heart
I’m hoping to see beyond my tears
when love brings you back to me.
It’s all in that word that means: the
same thing is happening to you and me.
Together
Together like an echo
I hear the reverberation
See the reflection
Smell the fragrance
trailing my own scent
I know you feel it
Just as I do
The loving thoughts
I have of you
Together we dance
Among each other’s words
Completing the sentence
Which we’ve been given
By time and memory
Handcuffed by dreams
Tricks of imagination
That keep the fire burning
Of our endless yearning
Together we long
For the elusive
The unattainable
Turning back of the clock
Rewinding the years
To a time and place
Where age was no concern
Obligations feather–dusted
Into another room
Together we draw
What we can with what we have
Sometimes it’s in the art
Sometimes in conclusions
Man of my dreams
Unexpectedly–
you take control of my mind
you turn the valve,
tamper with feelings
I did not not know that I had.
You have broken in.
Left vulnerable–
Stripped naked in a cage,
you know my secrets,
which doors to unlock.
You sledge-hammer my walls,
releasing my fears.
With nimble fingers,
you untangle many ropes
that held me captive–
leaving me breathless.
I want you to stay with me.
Please show me the key
so I can set myself free…
Looking into the distance…
we stare into the interminable distance
wishing we could divine its existence
what waits for us on the other side–
is it a land filled with unequivocal promise
or will we remain in Nostalgia’s guileless grasp,
longing for diamond memories of the past?
will we ever see the rise of the golden sun,
will he who stands beside us still be the one?
the wind is a temptress with liquid eyes
when she breezes or dampens our dreams
the light you once knew– may now play its trick.
in this age without prophets, how shall we know
save to feel the warmth of our heart’s afterglow?
look for signs in the eyes of another’s to show
before we reach to the sky, let’s ask ourselves why–
what is that purpose that will drive our reason?
let this be the guide to hold true in the season.
but in this minute, this hour, this moment–
treasure it unconditionally, let’s try not to lose it!
It still stands waiting for us…
Boxes and cages
Little girl take care
Don’t let the world tie you down
Shelve you in a box
Throw open those doors
Wake up from those vivid dreams
Make them come alive
You were born with wings
Spread them out- take to the sky
You were born to fly
Step out of the box
That will confine how you think–
Limit your world view
Beware of the cage
That barricades your thoughts with bars
Of doubts and fears
Find the pearls within
Shake off the grey shells of doom
You were born to bloom
Hoist out of your own petard…
Shall we…?
What shall we be
if not each other’s keeper
when night becomes the grim-reaper
What shall we do
if we can’t salt the earth
and our flint can’t fire give birth
What shall we say
of he who had vision but could not see
she who had time but was never free
What shall we offer
to a child who cries for his mother
when his hunger fuels hate for another
What will we find
when we peer to depths of our soul
will it be a mound or a big gaping hole
What shall I tell you
my dear friend – that your heart is on the mend
if we take hands and give shoulders to lend
Seize this moment to choose a side
will you stand up or seek a place to hide?
When my mind wonders
This is a poem within a poem. Read carefully to find two very different poems which combine to form a third.
When I am in doubt
You give me a reason
To linger a while longer
To feel alive again
My mind starts to wonder
When you call my name
I wonder how life would be
My heart skips several beats
To start again,totally free
Locked in complete ecstasy
Discovering the other side of me
I feel a fire that flames
Then I awake to the reality
Still consumed in your warm glow
The darkness slowly descends
How I long for you not to go
Then the Dawn comes too soon
How I wished to dream longer!
Day 29 Poet’s Billow Challenge:Stairway to the light
The challenge for yesterday, 29th April only arrived this evening. This challenge asks that we give an account of a dream in our poem. I’m a great believer in dreams and the symbolism and messages they offer. I’ve had recurring dreams over the years about climbing up staircases and they’ve been dreams filled with menace and struggle. This poem captures the essence of a dream I had about two weeks ago. Enjoy!
How agile I felt!
Moving swiftly up the stairs,
silver, polished-
gleaming brightly, good as new-
to another floor.
Yet another still,
until the bright rooftop light
beamed on the floor,
spirits lifted, roaming free-
so unlike before.
No grim steel incline,
daunting and breathlessly steep,
no longer afraid-
looking up at distant hope,
a smile lit my face.
Then right before me,
She appeared! we both cringed…
almost took flight!
Choice imposed her will on us
fear dissipated…
A stranger appeared,
lavishly smiling at me.
Then I heard him say:
Move on, do not be afraid!
What relief I found-
In those words he said to me…
For you
No pretty gift box from me
Left under your glittering tree
No Yule tide message exchanged
It’s a gift that none but you will see
Can’t smell it or touch it, and it is free
No shops keep it stocked on their shelves
You’ll feel its shiny wrapping
And you’ll hear its beat tapping
If you listen with your heart.
You’ll smile when you find it
And taste of its flavors sweet
Each time you slip into your dream
For you, I share my imagination
To fill your mind with inspiration
And warm your heart with peace
For you, I’ve made a pledge
To walk with you until the edge
Where your soul finds its freedom
This gift will forever be priceless
When we behold eternal brightness
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