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.
We lie and watch oft where our sweet dreams seep
In corners of the night there while we sleep.
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…