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In my dreams I'm forever walking around Lost in a big city Trying to find something way out somewhere Walking Never in a car Although one time I was flying Flying around corners that went nowhere But what a wonderful dream To be flying To be REALLY flying Just once Ever since I'm on foot Wandering the corridors of strange buildings Asking directions of strangers Getting strange directions My destination is always out in the countryside But I'm in the big city Lost There is a field with cows and horses sheep corn a big willow tree A rundown wire fence And in the distance a two story farm house This is usually my destination But vision is blocked Lost Lost behind high buildings When finding possibilities is near There is a blank space _____________ Then POP! I'm back where I began Lost People have told me I'm searching for God But this is not what strikes me in the dream Actually God is searching for me Searching from that countryside field With cows and horses sheep corn a big willow tree full of shade God is flying around corners that lead nowhere And God is Lost Lost behind tall buildings

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 1/21/2011 9:31:00 AM
wow, so profound, Daver. PUtting it back on God too. MOST interesting! Made me think of things you have previously written from your childhood. This would have worked so well in that one contest Constance did a long time ago. I remember posting a poem on being "lost" for that contest. It is a dream that really gets to you, the weird feeling of being lost! Luv, Andrea
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Date: 4/28/2009 10:17:00 AM
I enjoyed your poem. I have similar dreams of going no where and ending back where I started. Thank you for your comments yet again....am new at this and well my confidence is waning.......
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Date: 4/28/2009 6:32:00 AM
this is truly incredible to me. i swear i've had a dream similiar to this for years. i'm usually on a bicycle, lost in the city trying to get home, encountering strangers giving directions but never getting to the place that i seek. thank you for this poem. i definitely relate to it. very good write. and thank you daver for the comment you made on dreamer's passion. blessings! RAIN............
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Date: 4/23/2009 11:34:00 AM
Holy moley. those last 3 lines..wow. how many more times must I be reduced to naming you brilliant before I'm hauled off by the 'over-indulged-word' police? Daver, what a dream! Keep it up; all i usually get is a bunch of day to day doldrums in my dreams. like shopping or hanging out with my friend - i would welcome flying! love, Kristin
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Date: 4/22/2009 1:03:00 PM
mysterious write! great dreamweave! nicely done! Daver...Jim
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Date: 4/17/2009 5:31:00 PM
Smile~Well, I am not sure how much time You have left Dear Daver? Actually, I'm not sure how time any of us have left? But, You better hope that "He" finds "You," no matter where that may be!!?:):)~Smile, excellently crafted write here dear Brother~I love the way You write actually~Always intriguing, image filled and interesting!!!:):)~"My Love Always To 'You and Your Loves,' John!!!"~"Bye Dear Brother!!!":):)
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Date: 4/17/2009 4:39:00 PM
Wow, Daver, my greatest fear is "being lost." And, like you, I often "fly" in my dreams. A counselor once told me the flying was a device to escape worldly troubles. This is an awesome poem! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 4/16/2009 4:17:00 PM
So good. Thanks for the dreamy trip. You are certainly on to something. I don't believe you are lost at all. You didn't lose me.
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Date: 4/16/2009 6:50:00 AM
this poem for me asks the defining question for my generation.... have we lost God? brillant, daver
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Date: 4/15/2009 5:52:00 AM
Quite a journey Daver - I haven't had a flying dream in ages and I've often been lost in dreams. I love the last stanza and line especially.
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Date: 4/14/2009 6:51:00 PM
You took me along on this flight ..... I think we all spend our lives searching (if we are honest,) this was so thought provoking, ..... awake or in our dreams a never ending search ....this was a great ride! love, Carrie
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Date: 4/14/2009 1:58:00 PM
Thought provoking indeed. Yet, I am left with the feeling of, God searching for you and you searching for God, being one in the same. Just my take if it is even either, as I know not much of the interpretation of dreams. Love the poem and the subject of dreams. When I fly in my dreams the part I love best is taking off. It's like a 'hey, I can do it!' feeling. Hi Daver. Love, Shar
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Date: 4/14/2009 1:48:00 PM
And someday you'll find God and it will lead to somewhere. Until then, keep seeking. This is a thought provoking poem with a lot of depth. Thank you taking time to comment on my poetry. My thoughts and prayers go with you. Karen
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