Sparkly, shiny, and oh so bright
Streaking across the sky tonight
Wish I may, wish I might
Forever hold you in my sight
I wish a thousand wishes to you
Hoping all my dreams come true
Don't you leave me, please just stay
I have many more wishes I'd like to say
I wish for the sun to rise each day
I wish for the clouds to blow away
I wish for the trees to grow so tall
I wish for the baby birds not to fall
I wish that this world wasn't so hard
I wish my heart was no longer scarred
I wish for the day that you are found
For that day my Queen will be crowned
I wish for hope and peace and love
I wish to you, oh shooting star above
Dreams come in many forms
Some are cold and others warm
Some play like a movie in black and white
And some are no less than a guiding light
Some are visions of times to come
Some just simply leave us numb
Some we remember and some we forget
Some we cherish and some we regret
Some we just can't help but treasure
Some give us embarrassing pleasure
I close my eyes and dream of you
All the things I've put you through
See I had a dream that went sour
An awful dream of money and power
Then I learned one cold hard day
Some dreams take years to pay
Sometimes reality is clearly seen
Another will soon touch my dream
As these tears run down my face
Some dreams are just to good to waste
I can only imagine the pain in you
Trying hard to be faithful and true
Sweetheart some dreams are to hard to play
As I slowly start to fade away
A single year has came and went
I have seven more at eighty-five percent
Sometimes reality is sad as can be
Sweetheart I want you to let go of me
I learned love is worth more than gold
You deserve somebody to hold
This type relationship is totally insane
I want you to free yourself of my pain
If our love is truly meant to be
My dream will bring you back to me
Strength of character is hard to find
As I treasure yours please treasure mine
I believe our love can break the mold
Be a timeless romantic story told
About two lovers who broke apart
In order to save each others hearts
And let their love be a miracle seen
By having faith to touch a dream
I wish I could walk without feeling pain
I wish I could live my life again.
I dream of a time when I could run like a deer
I could jump like a gazelle with nothing to fear.
I could climb like cat and swim like fish
I can not do these things and yet I can wish.
I can dream of a day many years gone by
I could dream and pray for that bus to pass by.
I could dream my mum missed it and didn’t get on
I could dream she forgot my vaccination had not been done.
I can sit here and daydream day after day and wish that jab had gone right
I can dream I am fit, but I’m not, it went wrong, and now I have learned how
I can if not careful, wish and dream my whole life away
But there is no point in that, that’s what I say.
But the vaccine went wrong, and no wishes or dreams can it change
I just have to get on with my life, there is no sale or return or exchange.
Wishes are for kids and dreams are for bed
I wish I was a kid and could lay down my head.
I am tired and fed up and the wind is so cold
I wish I did not suddenly feel old.
I am reading this back and thinking boy, this isn’t me
I am going to get up and with a certainty
I am going to fix that toilet for once and for all
Even if I have to rip it off, that bloody bathroom wall.
Self Pity is over and I feel a bit of a nit
And my last dream is I am back in bed with Brad Pitt.
The ashen wind fills wafts of day
that hides the sun, then drops away
into the early Autumn sky,
perhaps to dream, or just to die
like one leaf falling from a pear,
it stirs a final dream so fair,
a dream turning bleak reason’s flow,
it knows not which byway to go
through wrapped fields of taunting rain
it wanders, then comes back again
like beats winging the Autumn air,
so wondrously beyond compare.
The swans of life stir ever on,
and when the breaths of day is gone
they tumble through her mist- filled night,
as late dusk's jaws begin to bite.
The crying of a lonely night,
pine's branches drooping moonlit white
as sighing winds touch heaven’s gate,
without the need to stand and wait
for every roaming rainclouds' stare,
she needs to ask the why or where
in moments when pain veils her face
so sullen, yet so full of grace;
as her swan wings clutch twilight's hues
dripping tears from September's dues
yet, eyes open their crystal plumes
with hopes of flowers' newborn blooms
Contest: Joyce Johnson's The Rhyming Game
By: nette onclaud
I held your face and caught your tears..
On my fingertips they balanced and disappeared..
Swallowed your sadness with an open mouth..
Lifted grief away and showed what love is about..
Took a dream and gave you the starring role..
A place to run and play and feed your soul..
Now your free to dream your own..
Just remember me, your never alone..
I lay me on the grassy lawn
And watch the stars, they're floating on
While one comes out from round the eaves
Across the sky another leaves
The sky is slowly shifting round
So different stars are always found
The dipper turns just like a clock
Without a sound of tick or tock
It turns about that central star
That guides the sailors from afar
While with it sails Queen Cassie's throne
And all the constellations known
Tonight's a clear and peaceful night
The moon is gone, the stars are bright
I slowly drift to seas of dreams
Alights with pinprick starlit streams
I'm thinking all the charming while
With placid face and hinting smile
That when I wake in early morn
Some different stars will be reborn
Flying oh so high above the silhouetted trees
in stark of night salvation comes and floats me on the breeze.
I've sipped the sweet nectar of grace and laid forth all my dreams.
I'll likely fall but I won't fail,I'm nourished by moonbeams.
The light begins to filter through as dawn now beckons in.
The weary stars fade fast away and let the sun begin.
So goes the dance of sheltered wishes,destiny unspoken.
A painted sky will heal my soul and fix whatever's broken.
Tenderly I hold these dreams and see them to fruition.
Above the clouds are where they live awaiting love's nutrition.
Now every breath I draw will be succinctly mine to keep.
Eyes that see such dreams of beauty surely cannot weep.
written June 17th,2013
for contest "Above The Clouds"
In moments of silence, we dream in pink tranquility,
a blushing sunrise draped in rays of hope. The ability
to stand tall and then rise, soaring over the beast, shaded
below. Our memories of sickness and sorrow faded
until our tomorrows are crowned in wreaths of laurel.
We are survivors! The beast cannot shred our blooming floral
spirits - our beauty, strength, resolve comes from our mother’s fight
in this long battle. We, who once walked alone, take flight
together on our promise to triumph in pink. We will leave
a legacy of unity to our daughters. We will not grieve
for the days before the noise in our heads became deafening.
We will seize the pink skyline and savor the silencing
of our fears. Prayers of hope will be heard across time and space
as the angels shout in Heaven. This is our fight! This is our race!
The finish line waits, in our sight, on the blazing pink horizon…
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
for the PINKTOBER ((Join The Fight )) Contest
**Dedicated to all the brave breast cancer survivors including
my mother-in-law, Joan Saunders**
Wandering aimlessly through life…
Scars of memories drop like a knife…
Forks in the road where I always went straight…
Misguided souls who I would frequently debate…
My hands would feel their way into temptation…
While my feet stepped over contemplation…
Endless visions that my eyes drink in…
But always playing on the border of sin…
Till I pick a side that can hold my sanity…
I’ll just walk in a world without vanity…
In the dream world I love to go and fly
No matter what I do, I still go high
During the day I go in an airplane
Up in the air I go weirdly insane
I dream of an orange sky floating there
With purple clouds moving along somewhere
In the daylight hours the sky is a blue
It has clouds in quite a lovely white hue
The city streets are amassed with people
The dream contains so many parts feeble
The fields of concrete are opened to cars
Where in the evening you can’t see the stars
Zombies run around looking for some blood
In my dream I run avoiding the flood
There are many stores on the wide sidewalks
My days are made up with shopping and talks
The poles in my dream are purple with eyes
Nowhere I go do I ever despise
There are many wires going from each pole
In the daylight the sight is from the soul
Dreams are cloudy and certainly unreal
But the day is clear, real, and has appeal
Contest: Dreaming into the Day
Sponsor: Michael J. Falotico
As sunset paints sky with liquid gold
Gilded dreams wait to tease bold
Wrapped in crimson robe’s affection
Mirroring tranquil books reflection
Within the fringes of a dream
Dance fancies waiting to be seen
Tucked sweetly in illusions bed
Pillow plumped under her head
Drifting off to fairytale land
While angels gently hold her hand
As the hour strikes midnight song
Rapunzel lets down her hair so long
Three bears dance in their forest den
Golden locks race across the glen
Snow White’s eyes from a kiss flutter
This prince for her and for no other
A pumpkin carriage with horses prancing
While Cinderella sparkles inside dancing
Riding on storybooks golden star
Her dreams taking her ever so far
Into pictured window’s storybook world
Where only her imagination can explore
~~~ Debra Squyres @ 2013~~~
Not a cloud in the sky
And we weren’t feeling shy
In the back of the truck
Wishing on stars for good luck
We shared our dreams
With the moon’s beams
Cloaked by the night
Realities out of sight
Friendship shared for years
Knowing each other’s fears
Stardust blankets caught our tears
As new hope filled our ears
Time escapes all meaning
When two friends are dreaming
My dreams seem to happen by the light of the day
Those lost in the dark seem to all drift away
I don't need to be wealthy, I am rich with the sun
with the grass as a pillow and the sky as my home
All the riches I have, could be scarce and quite few..
as long as the sun is my lamp, and the sky, wide and blue...
When the twilight descends, with a red crimson sun,
Find me fragrance of loam, for a tired day done...
I would cherish my bed where the heather is strewn
I think I will stay for the night, 'til tomorrow is noon
I might stay through the night, and search for the stars,
I will look to the sky where forgotten dreams are
While a cloud in the breeze, and the whippoorwill's song
and a nightingale tune, takes me up to the man on the moon
Waves crash with word from Scotland
Warblers answer with yawning skies
Rocks washed up from last night's storm
Blaspheme glory, fought for Rome
Pushcarts filled with bravery tell
Of battles waged, regret for sale
Winter scoured laws they passed
Before the titles pressed in clay
Gulls enjoyed a calm sea float
While Ravens spoke in lightning bolts
Far out to sea, inside my mind
Lilies dance and pour red wine
I'll pay two- pence if you will sell
That spruce bough's dream
The Vikings tell
When I look out, upon this earth
I see a land, that smiles with mirth
And when she smiles, back at me
I'll know my dreams
© All Rights Reserved
A dream in tune with waking world,
meanings grasp conscious unfurled,
alive alliteration aligned,
beautifully poised and perfectly timed.
Lucid dreamer weaving webs,
create rising tide that never ebbs,
perihelion pendulum swung medallion,
riding thought speed's unbroken stallion.
All the while the rising tide grows,
does atmosphere expand does water overflow,
brain makes madness meandering call,
beckoning stars to earth they slowly fall.
Full lotus seated at Everest peak,
three eye's sight voice of mind to speak,
conducting planet's orchestral symphony,
nature moves to wave of hands rhapsody.
Awake in tune with sleeping world,
meanings grasp unconscious unfurled,
alive alliteration aligned again,
pen poised perfection safe from meaningless ink stain.
I BOW to YOU : James, The Title “ I Closed my Eyes to See, I now Dream “
Caught my eye The form Couplet : (which I’m not Good at) Touched my Heart
A bit Critique: I wonder to myself ; why YOU did not Mention
The Softness of her hair; (Curly Blond : Ebony Tresses : Flowing “ Auburn “)
“Azure Blue Eyes” My Lenore had Emerald Green ; Reflecting in the Forest
Where all of Nature Could be Astounded by the Mirror Images of Themselves
“A scent so Beautifully strong “ It lures the Man’s Heart; to indulge in Forever LOVE
“ my Queen” , my breath , my Heartbeat: My Everything I was born For; I die for
A massage “ Her nape, shoulders the back “ Creating a Moment of Pure LOVE
“ Beauty in she Abounds, through Loved eyes my Love I see" : entwined Eternity
Inspired by James Fraser’s POEM “ I Closed my Eyes to See, I now Dream “
Dedicated to James Fraser, and all that He LOVES
Author’s Note : I Thank-YOU James, for writing the Best POEM I Have ever Read
I am putting this as a "Natural Couplet" I'm sorry it doesn't Rhyme Please Advise
If I am dreaming let me dream forever
never let me wake from this sweet rapture
as I lie within your arms that hold me tender
wrapped in warmth and lost in sweet surrender
locked in eyes that show me what they're feeling
tasting wine laced kisses so appealing
as my melting heart is set on fire
the love I'm feeling fueling my desire
nothing else exists and I'm enraptured
dying a sweet death wherein I'm captured
lost within this land of never, never
if I am dreaming let me dream forever
Because of the person you are
My heart shall rest upon a star
Of the beauty that my eyes see
There is a dream in front of me
Of this lady that I adore
Another dream I can explore
Regardless of what I may be
So lucky am I to have thee
My heart it is a ball of flame
Burning bright the light of your name
Sweetheart you know my heart is true
I’m so proud to be bound by you
Bound by you and the arms of fate
Lets close the doors and lock the gate
Find that place only we can be
Share the dream only we can see
Let us let the world pass us by
Spread our wings and caress the sky
Sail right through a billowy cloud
As our song is sung clear and loud
I’m but a vessel lost at sea
Sailing your heart eternally
My friend, wife and child’s mother
For me there could be no other
Why is my course forever true?
I gave my heart and soul to you
For Matt's contest
I HAVE A DREAM
I wish I were a poet to write about man and the tree
I wish all people could see
That life is beautiful and happiness is free
I wish I could make all the children of the world happy
I wish all people could embrace honesty
I wish I could help the poor and the needy
I wish there were equality
I wish all peoples would enjoy liberty
I wish man would stop cruelty
I wish springs had not dried
I wish the gap were not so wide
I wish our planet could be greener
I wish all hearts were tender
I wish friends would be sincere
I wish drinking water would be clear
I wish we heard birds at dawn
I wish peace would be the earth’s crown
I wish parents could be more understanding
I wish children would be more obeying
I wish people knew money is a bad master
I wish they could respect each other
I wish I had power to stop wars
I wish my town were not so dirty
I wish my dreams became a reality
I we made an end to oppression and violence
I wish our kids were taught justice and tolerance
A small romantic rain poem dedicated to hubby.
wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare
"Ohhhh Rain..Shower again!!!!! "
Showering in the rain,
Draining the pain!
Enflueraging the essence of arenicolous sand,
Feeling blessed porting on this beautiful greenary land! Trees were roaming
under fiercing winds,
Thanks nature for benevolently so kind!
Sip of sizzling coffee With Caramalized sugar,
Cheers hubby to accompany me my gelling agar!
Wanna capture this Driplets of aromatic water nearby lake,
So that I can make an icy snowflake!
That's amazing, "but ohhhh God, I wish my honey is here".
Wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare
It's not easy to live with every day problems,
Especially when someone expects you to solve them,
The minute that trouble has raised up it's head,
And balance the budget and make home made bread;
And making and keeping appointments and errands,
While setting a shining example as parents.
Sometimes I just wish I could go back to bed,
And dream a sweet dream and wake up instead,
To find I can take a day off to relax,
Perhaps read a book and not feel so taxed;
'Cause the house work will be there tomorrow for sure,
And I don't have to worry, my job is secure.
Who'd want all the worry I have all the time?
It's no bed of roses, no sweet dream sublime;
For I am a homemaker, nanny and nurse;
The one they all turn to for better or worse.
This is my castle and I am it's queen,
And I wouldn't trade it for anything.
(It's the most thankless job in the world --- or is it.)
Sweet dreams are found, in the purple sheen
Of a lady's skin, where egg and seed convene
On the darkest night, or upon a foggy shore
Moon, stars guide you, to where Angels soar
Earths sky's the canvas, for thoughts to explore
Without obligatory words, you can create the decor
Find sweet dreams, passion and lust will overwhelm
Choose your words carefully, as your taking the helm
As you Paint your thoughts, in words, time can't erase
Bodies and souls will entwine, a willing lovers embrace
Moon sinks into earth's horizon, as your picture's seen
The formula for sweet dreams, is at the geometric mean
I thought I felt the warmth of your heart
gentle and charming
You stand before me like a thought,
a dream remembered in a dream
I want you to think of me as we
are sometimes miles apart
Without you my world is a
dark place in time
I want you to remember secrets
whispered in your ear, and smile
You are the sunshine of my day
a star that is always bright
I have loved you more with
each passing day
What I'd give to wake up
beside you each sunrise
I love you completely with
my heart, mind, and soul
As you remember me, smile
with peace in your heart
You are my favorite dream
that has become my reality
You speak with your eyes and I hear with my heart.
They tell of a love that never can start.
But, somewhere deep, inside of me,
This feeling will live through eternity.
So, if Walter Mitty, I must be
Then, that will have to satisfy me.
Note: In Walter Mitty's daydreams he imagines himself to be heroic. That seems to be the common denominator throughout the tale by James Thurber.
Written by John Posey
A shared romance in haunting dance vision.
Two souls dance inside dream-worlds prism.
Outside the dream that grows the heart.
A tale of deep sorrow keeps them apart.
Rainbow sparkles on dream-prism’s glass
True loves token inside dreams do last
Outside the dream the dance is for one
Stumbling feet finding no place for fun
Joyful laughter is heard with toes tapping
Gone are the tethers of grief overlapping
Outside the dream in bitter-sweet steeping
Remembering the dance in realities keeping
Inside the dream reality doesn’t score
Outside the dream dreamers wish for more