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I dreamt it all

	I know that I shall meet a pretty someone
	Somewhere in the shops across the mall;
	Those that I date now I do not love at all,
	The lips that I kiss now I do it all for fun;
	My life is driven by dreams and fate,
	My love life is without honesty or sate,
	But no part of you could understand me well
	Or know what I feel or know where I dwell.
	Nor guilt, nor situation oblige me to lie,
	Nor predicaments, bade me to sigh,
	A lonesome soul bereft of delight –
	I, who sleeps alone, by the night;
	I dreamt it all: the woman, the date, and the day,
	The months to come will demise my solitude away
	Because all that I dreamt is all that I sought,
	There shall be no more cries nor any ugly thought.

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A Mind Disturbed

A mind puzzled by distortions around,
To extreme patters like vast stars when burst.
It spins abstracted in squares, all around;
Like a wild beast dying of utmost thirst. 

Thoughts spin like a large spiral galaxy.
Words mixed up, locked in the back of the mind.
Life swings like stones defying gravity,
Carried around the world by the north wind.

Will you revive the memories so fond?
Laid on a bed of undying roses?
Will you thrive to bring back the divine bond?
Before this disturbed mind ride six horses?

Upon dreams beyond imagination,
The restless mind awaits your affection.

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In someone else’s dream I long to be. I yearn to permeate his heart and mind. So when he drifts to sleep it’s me he’ll see, and in my arms his paradise he’ll find. We’ll meet inside a world of glowing hues and catch a star to Venus and the moon. As homeward bound on comet’s tail we cruise, I’ll read his wicked thoughts and nearly swoon. Then slowly I’ll fulfill his fantasies. He’ll sweetly moan, and then my name he’ll call. Inside this dream I’ll have him on his knees, for I will be his only and his all. But no, not he. . . it’s I who can’t resist! And it’s in dreams of mine(not his) we’ve kissed.
For the Dream a lil Dream Contest of Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver

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Youthful dreams of very rich future
A life to enjoy planet's water pure
Kingdoms and powers are offered to him
As he drinks crystal (clear) water filled to brim

Lush green grass grows wild by the cool clear stream
Softens the pleasant place to dream his dream
Most beautiful place on this hemisphere
Will remain when thoughtful living adhere

The dream he dreams is to rule the whole earth
Where live in a great gold gilded city he'll  birth
Then he changes goes wild having his fling
Soon forget reasons for his rule to bring

Lost in the power, influence, shiny  gold
If only __a different story  told

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Fading Dream

I’ve loved her dearly since my childhood days
Watching her subtle movements under the sun’s hot rays
She was sheer beauty when calm and warm
And magnificent in the eye of the storm

She lured me with her magic charms
To far away places and a woman’s arms
To mysterious places and exotic sights
Under the Southern Cross, romantic nights

She reached inside me and touched my soul
She took my life and made it whole
The longing for her, my heart retained
A fading dream is what remained

I still dream of sailing her waters once more
As I stand alone along her shore.

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Dream Keeper

The moon and stars, together scheme
to trespass, searching through the air
until they find my window sill  -
Caressing me with fragile streams
their fingers, stroking, tussled hair
as tender as a mother will

As if to keep my dreams alive
they keep a watch against the dawn
and calm me in my restless sleep -
I'll let the gentle night contrive
a plan to help me sail upon
a cloud, where dreams are mine to keep

The moon and stars together scheme
As if to keep my dreams alive

Cornish Sonnet: 

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A Dream

 In peaceful sleep in dreams adrift
   She rests  upon a cloud of bliss
Where serenity is slumber's gift
   And all her troubles are dismissed

  Like a gentle waterfall
    Her hair upon her shoulder cascades
  She hears the dream weaver's call
    As one dream comes and  the other  fades

 Like a fairy tale princess awaiting her prince
    Her ruby lips await his kiss
  And as he approaches, she's convinced
     That he will bring her back from death's abyss

  And in the morning her prince will gleam
As he lights the path of her pleasant dreams

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A Dream

To welcome rest with dreams and sensation
This reverie of the mind in stages
A sensory input of cognition
And fleeting reality of its pages
Oh, that perception be so reasoning
To wander its world unrecognized, still
To search its furtile fields for everything
Challenge its misty outcomes if you will
Passing of day turned night to day again
Dreams become reality until awaken
To find its realm, this shadowed time of when
Now winding through dreary thoughts forshaken

To close my eyes and claim a space, to rest
Find refuge in dreams, an invited guest

Contest A Dream

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Oblivion mind,
wandering in thoughts.
Idiotic smile,
promises and hopes.
Hand in hand,
tumbling on slopes.
This is love

Running away from this world.
Warm bodies sliding in sheets,
to find another world.
Burning in cold flames.
No fear ... no shame ... no games
This is love

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Farmers Wish


Woke up this morning with the sun in my eyes
Wishing for rain in the clear blue skies
We’re faced with a problem every single day 
Our stocks are all dying right were they lay

Tanks are all empty once again, bore’s all dead & dry
Banks want more money, but lord how I try
Year after year praying for rain
Hail Mary, my prayers are in vein

I can remember when I was a boy 
My dad and his dad too, had so much green
Had so much green green grass

We used to play and swim in the creek 
But all that I’m left with is barren ground
More dead sheep, stacked ten deep

I can’t give up not while I breath
Cause I’m a fair dinkum Aussie guy,
Who never ever gives up
Too much to live for before I say goodbye

So while there is food on the table and a beer in hand
I’ll keep on fighting for my home on the land
With my wife standing tall along my side
We’ll keep on fighting till the day we say goodbye


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Fair Memory

   I see you fair in memory’s sweet abode 
   ‘tis truly there with you I long to be 
   To touch again ‘fore daydream walls erode 
   Thy lips of red, o passion, mine to thee 
   In passion do I feel the tempest rise 
   Rise to meet the moonlight’s sweet caress 
   To see myself in love there in your eyes 
   And in thy garden dare to find me rest 
   O damn the world that holds this body bound 
   N’er content, my spirit yearns to search the wind 
   ‘tis there in sweet repose my love is found 
   And there I long to be with you again 
   For in fair memory’s eye no care there be 
   And to thy heart, mine own, I’d give to thee

Christopher Thor Britt
(Motif: Romantic)

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Dreams Unseen

The waking world leaves me ne’r content
My sweet if there’s no place for you and I
To find ourselves, to love and ne’r repent
To live, to love, to dream, and then to die

Beneath the sky above this dreamful sleep
I’ll find you there in hope or passions eye
And pray you seek me well and find me deep
Your heart content to love one such as I

But if you find me not in slumbers womb
And passions flame has not the chance to light
Forget me not or to my early tomb
This heart will surely break and rend the night

Yet, sleep you well, my love my timeless muse
And wait anon ’til morrow’s dreams pursue 

                                 ~Christopher Thor Britt

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I who have watched you sleep

I who have watched you sleep, now sleepless lay,
Gathering up your dreams before they fall 
And hold them with my own till break of day, 
To ward them from the hurts that may befall. 
For as the rosebud blooms, it withers too, 
It's petals left for all too brief a stay 
And makes the earth the tomb wherein it grew, 
To ponder of the dreams that went astray 
So lovers live your dreams for fear they rust 
And take all happiness that comes your way, 
Before your hopes and joys return to dust 
For the promises in life are oft betrayed 
Look to your heart where all your dreams are made 
And live them ere the joys of life will fade

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An art by heart

The moonbeams of the 
silver night
Flows and sweetly kisses the 
In the blue sky all-stars look 
so bright
I can't stop thinking you, oh 
my dearest.

The winds bring the soft 
aroma of the belly flower
I am standing as a lonely 
field near to my window
And see a couple of glow-
worm flying together
Ah! This every sweet thing 
carries me to you.

Suddenly in my thoughts at 
a sane island
Oh beloved! I see we both 
are so close
Sharing an eternal love by 
holding each other hand
From eyes to eyes, lips to 
lips, nose to nose.

There we are in spiritual 
love and a sacred pair
As in painting light and 
shade looks pretty together.

© Raselkhan

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Lonely sky

I look to the skies hoping to see a sign
A sign of a stars shining like diamonds
I toss the thoughts of you to the heap of stars
All the happiness dressed with flowers
I took time to remember you singing
A voice so sweet it turned roses yellow
I yelled to the gloomy mountains for you
And light shone like twilight in heaven
Through demons and angels my plea recognized
And I finally feast on your beauty like a vulture
Thou thoughts mingle in space and time
I remembered your dancing eyes with adventure
So keen to let the desires leave the dust
I saw you in the sky strolling like a queen towards eternity

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Cold Pillow

I turned and find the pillow now so cold
You are not there now for me to hold
Was it only through night’s dark hours?
Is sleep so cruel to wield such powers?

To take you from me though you were not there
Dreams so cruel not to answer my sweet prayer
You felt so real and you held me so tight
My special dream lover through the dark night

Entwined together as one, not parted
Not a thread between love uncharted
To sail the hours on waves rising high
Hearts in rhythm souls touching and sigh

To turn and find that you were not there 
Left me bereft incomplete not one of a pair. 
© ~GG~ 30/12/2012

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My Heart asks you

A day is a nice day when you touched my heart and smile.
A day is a sad day when you walked distance me a mile.
I work double when you inspired me I got strength,
I finish my day so quicker that was the hardest length,
I float to touch the moon when you read the chapter of my file.
When you disappeared I seen you through my vision of darkness,
I touched my lips and find nearest you where delivered me a kiss,
I lost me for a while and gone through my dreams to life compile.
I walked in my sleep in loneliness you guide me as a fairy queen,
When I touched my body I felt you that has changed my living style.
Few of them thinks no soul is in our body who nested my thought,
Who seeds ideas to fragrant dreams in the mind of my heart pot.
Something is wrong, I start to care me; you changed my attitude,
I saw my face in the mirror, my heart asks you, am i nice not rude?

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Valentine's need apply

I gave up on you years ago
Felt love in my life had to go
Felt free and strong without care
Never needing wanting another there

Life has changed so much since then
Looking inside I take to pen
Wonder have I grown up yet
To include something more than a pet

Another February comes to be
Alone again hello, just me 
Valentine's day it comes and goes
Will I again receive a rosé? 

Will this be the year I'm ready to see
If someone can share their life with me?

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Out of the dark, you'll hear my whistling,
this night bird searching out the heart of you,
who knows the song is you, and meant to sing,
and I, who feel your words, forever do.

In love am I, with all you'll ever be,
though you don't even count me as a friend,
I come and go, throughout your life, 'tis me,
you'll only know as steady, to your end.

This night bird knows the deep inside your breast,
your secrets never shared with anyone,
each tiny pain, you've thought to be a test,
each answer from each question--Life goes on.

         Out of the dark, you'll feel me spread my wings,
           In love with loving you, and what it brings.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet

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October 25,2003

Maddie is born and Moki is OK
and the future for this very moment
looks bright. We begin a brand new day
with fresh new hopes and much light comment,
we dream of all the days that have gone by,
we dream of all the days that are to come,
and all past mistakes now may
be seen as irrelevant and no one
can imagine anything but good
coming from ten tiny fingers and toes.
So we hold our breath and knock on wood,
for the future coming clad in roses.
Maddie is born and Moki is OK
and my life is blessed for another day.

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The Impossible Dream

“I had a dream!” those faithful words of old 
Once rocked the nation right to its dark core
Never had one had a dream so bold
So flagrant that no one could ignore

Nobody thought that the dream could come true
 Mixing colors what an absurd belief!
Black and white equal? What a concept new! 
For some if brought fear, for others relief

Many years later a rainbow is here
The world a canvas of brilliant shades 
Becoming this way through trials and tears
And fervent prayer and God given aide. 

How joyous life is when we put race aside
And pursue our dreams so in peace we’ll abide!

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Recalled Memories

Tenderly she picked the pink flower
day dreaming of the first flower given
wandering over to the bedecked bower
she dreamily looked at the garden

Memories of happy times came flooding in
the places they had visited together
Roma where they bathed in Turkish basins
Athens, they were victims of a flasher

Paris is the city of love and romance
here they had dallied playing some love games
time they spent alone in a loving trance
their love for each other fueled by flames

Love had bound them for all eternity
memories founded on a dynasty

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Some Dreams Never Last

Softly the breeze flows through scented meadows
gentle sounds of water from the rivers
and haunting notes of music crescendos
in the distant background from the speakers

A cascading shower of climbing roses
she waits for her lover impatiently
over his lateness she agonizes
at last his footsteps coming hurriedly

he catches her up in his arms and spins
round and round until dizzy they both fall
her heart and emotions are now tailspins
she loves knowing it could lead to downfall

For to another one he is promised
yet he tells her that his heart belongs to her
she knows that he is a materialist
at first it had seemed a great adventure

Sighing she tells him that he must depart
his plans of her seduction now thwart

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A lonely evening

In many dreams of you, I wish
If I could get my hands on the wings
If only I could come over to you now, 
It would be the best moment in my life.
Alone in a cool evening
With the light of a candle and the breeze from afar
And then the moment would draw close
And the night would become our friend

And nature would support our breathe
And our dream would seem simple
And nightmare be far from us
For the moment would be the beginning of a new era
And the dawn would bring joy
Happiness and love 

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Oh, Science

Oh science, unforgiving in its might,
Hast found its words in the mouths of many.
Stopping people, as they seem to take flight.
Halting those whose minds imagine plenty.
I ask those who hone science as an art,
Why must you crush our dreams and desires?
For we and our dreams, we never shall part.
You would not know a dream from a wire. 
As you prove to some, God does not exist.
You do not see all their hope torn to shreds.
Heads down faces low, their life gone amiss.
It’s amazing how you hold up your head. 
Science, I ask you to tread from my place,
So that I may still show dreams on my face. 

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She Walked with Grace

She walked with grace through grassy  meadows
pausing to smell the sensual fragrance
watching the rabbits dart down their barrows
their white tails flashing creating a drama  

Azure  skies blazing, making perfect the day
she laid in the grass. dreaming of her lover
handsome and very tall he was her mainstay
he set her alight making everything brighter

She remembered the way they  spun around
as they danced  together through the night  
gay garlands hanging  down they were spell bound
silhouetted  in the dazzling firelight

That perfect night when all the world stood still
their last dance that night was a quadrille

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Flickering Light

Once you showed your shadow to me,
I roamed your cell and watched, quietly
as silent plans, began to emerge.  That 
urge to be free, that surge of complexity
was uncomfortable for me. Eventually,
that thread of hope was cut into pieces.

Flickering light, shattering, like prisoners,
reflecting,  gathering those pieces and
holding them tight.  A line of sight, two
sided, something not right, despite the
will to survive, the cell has divided itself,
half light pulses, the memory transposes…

Flickering light, shadows of hope return to fear,
pieces of thread, washed away, shed like a tear.

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Swan Lake

With laces tied, she is up and away
With the glint of the moon on her steel blades
The clink of metal as she leaves the ice
Pirouette of glee as her soul takes flight

Swirling and twirling, a bird on the wing
With her scarlet skirt flared out in a ring
Without any strings, she flies like a kite
A vision of grace on a windless night

Carving her masterpiece there on the lake
Gaining more power with each breath she takes
Joy beneath heaven on a starry night
In a world of white drenched in golden light

A girl with a dream and a pair of skates
Swan in a ballet on a frozen lake. 

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Uluru's monolith

Zareba's fences will be too small
our puppy will jump soon across all 
his admirable growth until he's tall
for burglars his bark already a warning call

his  Dutch tin-pan hovel his cave
a bounty of love our transparent wave
his wagging tail such a continuous heartfelt knave
being together always his preferable crave

Uluru's monolith his ancestry
his growth a source for chemistry
his presence with us an ongoing history
his maturity still a huge mystery

Australian Kelpie Captain Broome Uluru is our new young guard
a dreamlike black instead of brown dog has conquered already and again our heart 

(c) Elly Wouterse

PS Cap has connected with us.. in a way that moves us so much... his his empathetic abilities are extra-ordinary and even life-saving!!!

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The Old World

You don’t know the old world,
But you would have liked it.
In that world, when I was young,
Like you, hungry to eat the roots
Full of fuel, I dreamed I could fly.
Flap my arms and fly, freely
I was a helium balloon,
Rising up into the blue sky.

When I think of you, it is like
A portal into that old world,
Where all my lost years unwind
A chance to find those butterflies
I left behind.  You, who don’t know 
But you would have liked it. 

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Mans Dreams of Peace

Mans Dreams of Peace
     ~     ~    ~     ~
War hell no! It is not name of the game,
No bodies laying over the battlefields
There is no way I am today the same.
Women and children all dying in wet fields
All torn apart by war ugliness and warriors;
Must try hide in our nightmares to get sleep.
Helicopters seems to sounds like aviators,
Torn bodies of the war in it’s own attire 
Trying keep alive a dream that weeps.
Dreams of the dead must have ways to-conspire
Keep us from going back to peaceful sleep again.
Now we men dream of world peace within an dome,
Any major change in my sleep, is just spin,
For peace, not war! nor death! Just a home!
Steve L. Siegel
January 22, 2013

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Nocturnal daydream

last stroll of the day with my dogs
clear white moonlight brightens my clogs
nocturnal sun finds a place of rest
my dog wearing a moonlight-vest

four-legged moon carrier stands 
frozen without spoken commands
unchained in a twinkle of an eye
by the sound of wings passing by 

spanning souls for the nearby moon
tonight's noisy silences croon 
clearly lit with silver, black and white
moon light's serenade is so bright

intense reflections of moonlight's fall
shortest movies on memories wall 


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Shadows Of Yesterday

~~ The bottomless pit of time, days long past, memories like tangled vines of a jungle, rampant foliage, leafy ferns to grasp. Rotting, flowering parasites struggle, for life, like an unfinished masterpiece, I thrust grief into the misty tangle. Grasping for something beautiful, for peace, in the inky shadows of yesterday I dance with sorrow, crying for release. Within this maze, this labyrinth, I pray, mourning for yesterdays I cannot change, I twirl, swirl, waltzing amongst trees, I sway. I tremble in soundless silence of dreams, only waking, do I hear my own screams. ~~ July 9, 2013 Terza Rima For the contest, Terza Rima Sonnet

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 Like the wind  blowing my face 
I fall to see the instant of my last days, 
And in my vision  time enhances
shells embedded in my past mace!
I want to have a long last minute of fall
But why do I long, cry, and mold 
Distant points unloved, untold?
The only plot I tried to avoid ?

Life is one thing we share and have
With dreams as compass guidance to the way
Crossing the seas and it's disturbance,
Where we shine and fight the days,
To avoid an end in far accordance
With feelings of regrets, and a complaint to say.

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Christmas Carolers

Come list' my dear to Christmas, 'tis the sound
of children's voices ringing soft and dear,
it calls to mind some hope may still be found
within a world that lives in constant fear.

Oh what a change the world's been going through
since first we met one winter Christmas eve,
and all I ever had, the gift of you,
is all I ever needed to believe

that peace on Earth would be all of our days
and now just hear these children sing along,
perhaps we judge them harshly, in some ways,
for don't they seem the picture of their song?

How could one think our children do not care,
 when there's so much of Christmas they now share? 
© ron wilson aa vee bdosa the doylestown poet

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When Hopes And Dreams Are Gone

(Curtal Sonnet) When you feel your hopes and dreams are just gone That there's nothing to uplift your poor heart Just take a good look around and you'll see There's more to be thankful for than whats shown For none can stop you from making new start Only you decide what to do or be. Try to be positive, content each day Even if pain and sorrows break your heart Be grateful give thanks to God on your knee For tomorrow is a new day pray His salvations free. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2011 10.13.2014

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moon is my muse

"Withered bright and desperate sky,
can you tell me the secret of the night,
having bared all the world gone by,
do you also know the secret of this life?"

"My friend, my friend-dearest moon,
i do know these secrets you seek,
they are not far from you,
deep in yourself you must reach."

"Withered sky, as withered as you are,
I am disheartened by this search,
it seems endless and so far,
my light has dimmed, is this a curse?"

"My friend, my friend-dearest moon,
the truth you seek is the light within you."

Moon is my Muse


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Granny's wrinkles

From day one, at the end of my destination, i enjoyed my loneliness.
I were born and thought, Mum 'll fed me, my legs 'll plunge into her cuddling arms.
I grew up with my dreams in a cot, on a wet bed with non-identical stress,
i thought I will lay down on her spongy breast to smile with my charms.
She started a job, pulled me every morning from my bed to drop at school,
Dressed me forcibly, fed me as a bully, my tears and cry was all fool,
i were n't allowed to walk free at home to touch things without her permission,
i were blamed with others I'm naughty spreads rubbish with my submission,
But I am a star of my family, they celebrate my births to collect presents for me,
my life was boring and nasty Mum was willing a baby girl, who cares my worry?
I appreciated her wound was bigger than my birth and pain is deep than my cry,
I spent my days with games when entered in her room she treated me as a spy.
She had a year off to care for me, did she care for me I grew up with my granny's wrinkles?
In the stories of Ghosts, kings, fairy queens, dinosaurs and little twinkles.

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Keep on like you do

I love our conversations day to day
I laugh at the awkwardness in the hall
I love how you are mine, my sweet blue jay
If this were a movie the snow would fall

The perfect scene that everyone desires
The paramount picture movie nights out
I love that this love does not require
Sadness and despair, the miserable pout

I want to see you as you always are
I want to laugh and share my memories
So you call to me, and I won’t be far
I want to cheer and hear your melodies

For it is a rose in any other name
I am foolish, but who am I to blame?

New found friendship in the darkest areas
But it’s not like we are from dark places
You are the light that disrupts hysteria
There’s no need to hide under fake faces

Thank you, my search for that place is finished
That place where loneliness finally dies
That place where joy is, as it should, cherished
That place where despair meets its true demise

I no longer have to travel today
To travel to that place where sadness ends
Because I have found that place, my blue jay
So from now on, what we do shall depend

Shall we travel together tomorrow
To keep fighting everlasting sorrow

What I say and do I mean completely
What I say to you I mean with honesty
But Please do not take my words so feebly
Don’t shrink in front of the face of modesty

You are marvellous, true in every way
You are graceful, so keep dancing like you
You are beautiful, so smile my blue jay
Smile and I shall be marvellous with you

Please take my words to heart, never forget
They are nothing but spectators tonight
You are the main attraction, don’t leave yet
You will rock, no need to be polite right?

You are awesome in each and every way
You are pretty no matter what they say

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With the love of my brother I was bonded,
And of such, I was blinded,
I failed to see his quality in others,
And I compare other love with his
His love was with trust and understanding,
His love was with care and kindness,
His love was with equal and sweetness,
His love was with courage and mindful

Not because he was my brother,
But because he was a man of sober,
And always in less violent and more verbal 
He is Precious.
And so I find it difficult to have such where he is not there,
And with this, thus, I have none love left for others

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'I dream of you in your world far from here'

I dream of you in your world far from here.
To not be there, it cuts like broken glass.
I'd end this pain, my love, had I the brass
to quench my need for you to be so near.
Without you here, I wilt in this austere,
comfortless zone of uncreative mass,
stifled, crushed by the unyielding impasse
of knowing I may never enter your sphere.
Were I a wind--a breeze! a zephyr!--I'd
ride the heavens till I light on your lap
and then there with you forever abide
as if betwixt us there were ne'er a gap.
     I swear; for us,  I'd move heaven and God
     as sure as men do plod!

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dry thoughts

                                         shivering thoughts
                                fear of a possible outcome
                                    triggering my mind
                                         coupled with anger
                                           nothing separating the two
                                       thoughts living in my mind 
                                                   like a spear
                                         piercing through my soul
                               its all about the future
                                     phobia of negative possibility

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Stars I hankered after

To slumber, when I did surrender 
Someone gave me Untimely Call 
Was enjoying dream hence did not answer 
Colourful STARS vying for me one and all 
Vivid shapes, attractive sizes, all catching eye balls 

Enchantment caught me tight 
In seventh heaven, fell en masse in love-at-first-sight 

Missed heartbeats, fright of missing-any-one haunted 
Arms went out for embracing all together 
Dream reached climax, with bite of bug dream aborted 
Dream shattered, all stars went helter-skelter 
All fairies vanished, pillow was left with tear   

Someone uttered, Untimely Call was of STARS 
Same stars, in dream I hankered after

( Rhyme Scheme : a-b-a-b-b, c-c ) 
By Hitendra Mehta
Entry for Members Contest - Create your own Form, May be by Constance La France ~A Ramblingpoet~

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Enthralling Persona

A man of free will
A visionary soul
Gulps down the misery of discrimination
Climbs a great hill with compassion
Breathes over hurdles

Uses time wisely
Don’t wish but go get
Don’t only dream but pursue
Money won’t create success
Freedom will

It doesn't matter where one is from
A heart matters
Unite to create establishments
Because there is a Nelson Mandela in every true spirit

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The Broken Girl-not me

Is my life not tortured enough for you to see? 
I am broken as can be. 
My heart is torn. 
My tears stain these perfect floors.  
Why are singing with glee? 
Why do you not care about my every plea? 
I am trapped in your arms. 
I am the hopeless moth. 
How did you pick me? 
What is it that you see? 
A girl untouched by life? 
A flower blooming in the desert? 
I have said goodbye to my loving integrity.  
You took that from me through R-A-P-E.

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Excitement is in Georgia standing on a ledge.
His expression is that he loves her.
But she loves someone else.
Yet everything about her says she thinking of me.
Tell me please, why is she not part of my destiny.
If faith is the witness, I will conquer her love.
She will not think of him anymore.
I called to her to come to me early on.
She answered by coming straight from home.
I was waiting on the balcony when I heard her knock.
I ran to the door and pull on the knob.
The door open hastily and we hugged.
We stood in the foyer for a moment or two.
Walking not saying a word, we enter the bedroom.
If faith is the witness, I will conquer her love.
She will not think of him anymore.

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If I could read your mind, that silver lake,
where none have gone before, nor shall again,
that never ending dream you weave and make
from threads of love like love has never been;

what manner of a mortal I would be
to swim there in your lake, where you are deep,
and blessed with love as if Penelope,
is born again in you, out of a sleep

forever faithful, to someone you'd choose,
to love again, but whom you have not met,
and I would be Ulysses, yours to lose
but find again in love we can't forget.

I'd love you so, my dream and silver lake
and on your mind I'd raise the only wake.

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Night ship

I woke to hear the sound of flapping sails,
With rigging gently slapping on the mast.
How strange a sound I thought within the vales,
Where from my window pane, a ship sailed past.
So dreary was its visage as it sailed,
On weary waves across the eerie sky.
The sailors hid their tears and softly wailed,
When captain death swept past them with his scythe.
The reaper turning slowly looked my way,
With eyes that blackened out the very light.
He beckoned me to board without delay,
While claiming that my soul was his by right.
And as I prayed to God my soul to save,
I felt the creaking hull and rolling waves.

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New light unfurls
Bright song and dance;
World in new swirl
In trance and chance.
A moment here
To sing a song;
In vivid spheres
Where I belong.
Notice the ease
That comes to show;
A placid peace
In grace that glows.
Soul seems to know
Just how to grow.

Leon Enriquez
30 July 2014

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Unlived Things

In the repository of unlived things,
I find unquenched love,
A tarnished wedding ring,
An old baseball glove,
A half-sketched dream.

The sore sight fills my eye,
An oil-soaked cloth of faith,
Restraint against sin piled high,
A picture of Jesus laid to waste,
So much regret, I begin to cry.

Behold, I see a new start,
An infant’s wiggling toes,
A chest of breath and beating heart,
Courage clamors and fresh breath bellows. 

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Remember me? Does my voice resonate in your hollow soul?
Ponder on your sins, muse over a girl whose spirit you set out to abolish.
You thought you were my kryptonite. You are but another iron that branded me with resilience.
You feared and despised what you could not contain.

Like rocks and river, always clashing, never mingling.
Incompatible our minds fought a war. You were consumed in violence
and I chose silence. We were feuding vortexes in your chasm of demise. 
However, I carried on, unto worlds unknown to your hatred for beauty.

Still your screeches rise to the heavens, while in them I soar.
Do you think the remnant of your arrows effective anymore?
Do you feel so dignified within the walls of your insecurities?
Do you believe yourself to have penetrated the heel of Achilles?

Never were you my destruction,
merely a distraction…

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Parisienne Night

   MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE - Parisienne Dream
Quite suddenly you've fallen through the seams
from very life, to stroll here by the Seine,
dropped from reality into my dreams
where you've loved me forever now and then.

You taste the fragrance of Parisienne night
and hear the distant singing all too clear,
it's just a dying nymph, in her delight,
one of the dead who knows her death is here.

Be as it may, your love tries not to speak,
as we enjoy the streetlamps' shadowings,
I press you to the stone and kiss your cheek,
and you can feel the sorrow midnight brings;

you echo words that concertina's say
only at night when love has lost her way.

My searching leads to parting of your hair,
as gentle hands reveal a neck too white,
and you can feel the pain, it lingers where;
I've set my teeth, and then you feel the bite,

and there I nurse, your suckling tiny child,
of blood and life, the nourishment I crave;
that keeps me seeking you, but drives me wild;
and makes me civilized, but mis-behave.

In your surprise, your feigning now and then,,
expecting sex; this is no mere foreplay;
you go beyond the limits of the Seine,
to yet another dream that will not stay.

Your struggle to reality is brief,
and you succomb into my time of grief.

The draining of your love into my own
is secondary to the love you take,
you'll fall from here, back to the life you've known
and that's the choice you have, it's yours to make;

you'll waken in the night and you'll forget;
safe in your bed, your pensione's gloom,
but on your neck, the trace of blood and sweat
leads you to feel each shadow of your room.

Remembering the locking of our eyes,
that made you cross the line into the dead,
will make you cry, but never realize,
that where you've been lies hidden in your head.

One day, you'll meet a boy I cannot be, 
but making love to him, you're making love to me.
© Ron Arbuthnot.

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Dreams of sharing the wind's course

When the wind flies by
I wish to become a spy
Going wherever it is
Being always in great ease

For when the wind flies away
My world becomes all dark and gray
No more do I hear its whisper
No more can I  dream of having a bird's feather

Being bonded in an empty cavity
Seeing everywhere only the enemy
For love is no more felt
Love is not even spelt

So dream I only of sharing the wind's passage
Even if I am growing older and older in age!

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The Dream Guard

I'm the one you here scream deep in your dream you thought it was you and you thought it was true I'm the Dream Guard and my job is very hard because if I'm victorious then your dream will be glorious But if I fail unleashed is Hell and he who frightens and scares will give you nightmares But worry you shouldn't because give up i wouldn't i'll fight 'till I die so you won't have to cry My sword stays sharp with my shield staying hard your dreams i'm defending for i'm the Dream Guard

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I’ve always been a dreamer
But isn’t dreaming better by far
Than being a front-page streamer
Telling of bad news from afar

My dreams have led me to faraway places
Where cloudless, blue skies rise behind mountains
And rainbows end leads into traces
Of brilliantly overflowing fountains

Sights unseen and never spoken of
Whisper through my agile mind
Where I can be anyone I love
Or anyone who I think is kind

Dreams are amazing pleasures
Capturing hearts with pure treasures

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The sky so still, one summers afternoon,
as golden seas of wheat filled up the eye,
this was our dream, and harvest time was soon
but then the dark came to a troubled sky.

The clouds rolled in, and thunder filled the air
as winds blowed in the scent of coming rain
whipping our sea of gold from here to there
and ruthlessly tore at each golden grain.

When all at once, the wind died to a still
and sinking hearts, as stones of hail fell on
to where the dream was helpless to the kill
and beaten down--the dream we had was gone.

   Then kneeling in our faith--though now in pain,
   we pray for strength to try it all again.

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The Sleeping Conscious

Awake and beating to the sound of the sky,
Through smoke the light rises,
Out and in the sound of vibrations,
Watching and listening from low, from high.

The darkness resonates around:
It follows and curves between and in,
It waits to see to start to begin.
Yet they are not in tune to the sound. 

Now you see that it has gone,
A time when all but one gets old;
Found then lost, the hearts will fold,
But now with you all is won.

The light drowns out all else but me,
The swirls dart and shadows flee.

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Love at first sight

The poet: But even the muse wishes my auditory fell asleep:
In trembling rhyme, in mule’s rhythm I look for magic sound
While there, burning sunshine did quickly steep
In the silent green of our crying valley round;
Who brought in heaven the secret flame from hell?
What a heartless heat, just saints, heroes, wise men can endure!
A dream of life without death, and youth without old age, in which we dwell;
Against a multitude of evil’s temptations but our love is sure.
But with the devil’s tzuica, the love in love with me can tire;
One day I touched the sleeping muse’s breast and learnt the rest:
As fire, drink, the women and other dangerous things of much desire;
I asked the muse to be my merry guest, and did it at our best. 
The dream of death is life, except the dream to live that light
Whose verse was built from the beginning fire:
                                           love at first sight.

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Open Invitation

I am sending a letter off to you
Inviting you to come and dance with me
You can stay all night til we bid adieu
It'll be the time of your life, come and see

I will wait for you in the sky so dark
With a crescent moon and the stars up high
We'll slowly stroll through the glorious park
Beautiful evening, I'll gaze in your eyes

We can fly through the sky without a care
Chasing fireflies, wind in our hair
The time of your life, I do swear
When I'm with you we can go anywhere

Join me tonight for the ride of you life
If it works out I might make you my wife

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a couple's stroll

above an autumn's moonlit sky
'twas there in flight, a hurtled star
then visions land as from afar
what wants 'came focused on mind's eye
was it shining gold that called?
a better man it's left enthralled
fame and power? the skill to jest?
so many dreams, thy brain was mauled
but out from selfish musings sung
a thought so single, bright, and true!
on crisp night air I felt it hung
it melted over, then I knew
for next to me my lover strode
i wished for us a sweet abode

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Bizarre Dreams

I go to sleep at night with nothing on my mind,
But feel like sometimes my thoughts are in rewind.
I have these dreams that don't make any sense,
Never remember the whole thing only a glimpse.
Most of the time they have people in them from my past,
I only remember pieces because they seem to move so fast.
Other times I wouldn't even know who you are,
All I know is they are very bizarre.
Maybe the dreams are a sign that something's wrong,
Because I haven't talked to these people in so long.
God could be sending me a message wanting me to reach out to them,
Maybe I could be the only one to help them.
The dreams seem so real like they are actually happening,
Then I wake and realize that I was only dreaming.
This has been on my mind for days,
Making me start feeling some kind of way.
I'm trying to search inside myself for answers,
Because maybe these dreams do matter.
I don't understand what they mean,
I'm racking my brain because every night it's become a routine.
The dreams might be different but still just one big mess,
But it has the same people in them, I must confess.
It's been weighing heavy on my mind with its understanding,
I have to find out before I lose my sanity figuring out the meaning.
Night after night I have these dreams,
Different scenario but always about the same thing.
It's starting to make me question what is the deal,
At times I wonder why they feel so real.
It's relevant that I need to try to uncover what's true,
Because I'm at a point now where I don't know what to do.
I need clarity so I can get a good night's rest.
If this is another sign of my strength, I think I've failed the test.

        May 31, 2014
~ The One and Only~

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Stepping out

cold caused fatigues
loneliness vanished
the colors of a life
silenced behind the continuous intrigues

each step a mile
distance a dream
the color-blinded wet eyes
no longer hiding a huge courageous  smile
all valiant  steps
capture free miles 
each stage a victory
beyond  that  wooden and iron spiderwebs 

closed that hateful gate with a resolute slap
ahead a new colorful life to unwrap

© Ellie Daphne

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Secret Love

I long to tell you all I hold inside,
Hidden feelings yearning to be set free,
A lover’s need that cannot yet confide,
Can only dream of sweet ecstasy.
The budding rose that waits outside your door,
Declares a heart offers loving intent,
A bloom of red for beauty I adore,
If you should but bid such a sacrament.
 I can but dream of speaking out your name,
Within the joy of tender love’s embrace,
If only your heart would dare do the same,
As our lingering kisses interlace.
For such a kiss is a much sweeter wine,
Oh, love if only I could call you mine.

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The Coming and the Going

By birth and death, the only things you know,
each one a sting, felt almost not a bit,
though circumstance, as through your time you go
would lead you to believe life's all of it.

You'll not recall the ways you were before
nor geometrics forming what you've been,
and what's to be is what time has in store,
that's never known until it can be seen.

There's not a kiss that lasts eternally
no matter how the moment makes you feel,
from lovers or Grandmothers, each will be
layed to the past, where nothing's ever real.

And every love shall end, as will each pain,
not ever to be felt in life again.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet

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Dream Lovers

I dreamt a thousand dreams last night
But only one still comes to mind
Visions appeared before my sight
Grace and beauty is what I'd find

Her long hair blowing in the breeze
Her chiseled jaw upon her face
Ruby lips buckling my knees
Longing for my strong embrace

Take her hand and start to dance
To the lovely hymn of the night
Swaying to a poetic romance
Between the princess and the knight

Wishing my night would never end
Thoughts of dream lovers and best friends

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At the pawnshop

I admit it I'm addicted
visiting pawnshops
I love the bustle
without any kind of hustle

just in front of me I can see
what I'm searching for
genuine marble
real Art Deco without garble

my dreamed deskset a statuette
of decades ago
after the bidding
belongs to me I'm not kidding

beauty in black and grey marble
happiness is affordable

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Melancholy- Clair de Lune

Feather light, dancing to and fro
Garden rapture the fairies know
A wistful touch, perhaps to try
To touch the wing of a butterfly

Tears upon the lonely eye do brim
Softly the day's light begins to dim
Melody lingers on the velvet breeze
Old memories the gentle music tease

Melancholy the evening music seems
Sung for me in my meandering dreams
The night birds gather now to call
And my fairies retreat behind that magic wall

Melancholy seems a poem in minor key
And I write of how it always speaks to me......


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Deep in my life, when all the world was mine,
and lost to everyone I'd ever known,
so dark in day where sunlight doesn't shine
except in silver streams all mine alone,

she came in gentle, warm and summer rain,
out of a misty light, with searching eyes,
and all to soon she found all joy and pain
before I had the time to realize.

I'd never be the same, from just that look,
into her eyes, so deep and far away,
and then she read my life, that opened book,
my heart had bared to her that summer day.
The fear of God is  all I can compare
her blue of eyes; and how Anne, found me there. 
    ©  ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet

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Beauty, the Beast and A Dream

Cornered, conjoured and crippled with a cast,
I poured a pint of pain inside my past,
To drink from dusk 'till dawn a weary woe,
And end thy face that turns a friend to foe.

Of stars that fall and wishes that come true,
A hue of heaven healed my horrid view,
Amidst the mist and twist of beauty's bliss,
A hunchback, now handsome from beauty's kiss.

Yet of my gore is not unchanged by streams,
That show a morbid face unchanged by dreams,
For life and things that's real will never lie...
Thus in my dreams methinks I'd rather die.

Bewithced...beguiled in bloom I'm born a beast,
Though dire in darkness, beauty comes to feast.

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BRight andmorning star

The grace of all He is be with you all
as surely as the end, the promised love
comes deftly as a thief, to bring the fall
of what the world's become, and singing of.

Behold how quickly comes, from Alpha's flame
as naught can end unless it has begun
the light of one who's called a holy name
will light Jeruselum without the sun.

These words were said--to write--Omega's near.
And all who can will find the narrow way,
as prophesied for all the world to hear,
and then the bride says, come, this is the day.

Those hearing all will come, from near and far,
to David's own, our bright and morning star.
......© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet

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sonnet too

I touched upon a dream perfectly chorographic 
as a ballet troupe of sardines avoiding predators.
A dance where no one applauds and everyone 
is a loser, sad except for the mysterious beauty
 of shimmering silver in a bottle- green ocean. 

I touched upon a dream sparkling as fizzy wine
bobbles clung to cool glass disappearing with 
plop- a momentarily rush of happiness- murmour 
of voices; then the wine was still, yet for a second
the of mysterious wonder is remembered.  

I touched upon a dream cold as a winter forest,
blue, frosty mist wrapped around trees; layers 
of snow on the lake of recollection, but one day
a mysterious flash; and all will be remembered.  

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That small but a mighty house. Wh're you once lived & gone, Built upon the mountains high. Left for a generations yet unborn. How long would it lingers us far too off.  To know the labour of our heroes past. shall not be in vain or aloof. If it were not for your lased eyes. Piercing the psychic of the coming years like an eagles descryings. Would your name brought about this future.That everyone who had come in the lemmings. Would rather die with emeaba on their lipsture. That  teeming & bustling house. No one seemed  to care but carried off by gloats.

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Hid in the deepest dark and soul of me
where no one ever thought could be a thing
a flower grows, called love, and and longs to be
all of your deepest dreams a night could bring.

And if this night does whisper your desire
through mine own heart, and through my fingertips,
my flower love shall burst into a fire
as surely as the meeting of our lips.

To lay you down and enter love so deep
into the very heart of you I go
then damp with passion, it's the time for sleep
to dream the dream again that few could know.

        And as the dawn lights through my window pane,
          my flower love--I'll enter you again.

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My Flower Love

           MY FLOWER LOVE
Hid in the deepest dark and soul of me
where no one ever thought could be a thing
a flower grows, called love, and longs to be
all of your deepest dreams a night could bring.

And if this night does whisper your desire
through mine own heart, and through my fingertips,
my flower love shall burst into a fire
as surely as the meeting of our lips.

To lay you down and enter love so deep
into the very heart of you I go
then damp with passion, it's the time for sleep
to dream the dream again so few could know.

        And as the dawn lights through my window pain, 
          my flower love--I'll love you once again.

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The opaque house on the prairy

no one ever noticed the concealed walls
took notice of the hidden windows or doors
while occupants occasionally ran through the halls
during the absence of the ruling corps

invisible the freezing cold and immense loneliness
tucked far away in the children's mind and memories
unheard the always present artificial covers of kindness
spectators impossible to blame for their blindness

visible volcanoes filled with long term feelings
her tears released during the midst of dark nights
reborn youngster of heart going beyond the ceilings
now courageous to live on top of the New Heights

torn down and demolished those terrible walls 
rising  gloriously with the wisdom of conquered falls 

(c) Elly Wouterse

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Oh Kathleen! You seem as distant from me
as some ancient nebulous universe
yet near as last night’s dreamy reverie.
Are you just luminous stardust dispersed
into eyes of a starry-eyed lover 
by some celestial fairy sandman?
Only to awaken and discover
that your loveliness is nothing more than
a dream imagined. Must I wipe away
this besprinkled magic dust that beguiles
me? To watch your lovely image this day 
fade from view, then reappear with a smile
at days end in a dream, again of you.
Oh! Hasten sleep that I may dream anew.

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Dream So Sweet

Close your eyes sleep tonight
Dream so sweet, dream delight,
Let your eyes, close so tight.
Imagine joy this peaceful night.
Lay so still, have no sight.
Do not peek; sleep so right.
Close your eyes, my little one.
Sleep so tight, rest has won.
Dream, dream, dream blissfully.
Now my darling, you’re asleep.
In the morning, awake wonderfully.
Promising you, your dream to keep
Sleep, sleep, restfully my dear,
Your protector, I’ll be so sincere.

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Living A Life With Insomnia

These long endless nights when I can't seem to fall asleep
Brings me  to visions of you within an inch to which I shall keep
There seems to me I think of you singing lullabies
Then unto the deepest of night seemingly as I shut my eyes.

Then in consternation I feel I'm wrapped in your love and think of you
Of all these endearments of rhapsodies of everything when you think is true
Do you ever think of us during your long endless working day?
Or is it just an impish grin that I've felt that has come your way.

Tis all these long endless nights I feel like all my whole being dreams of your thoughts
To which our journey's in life's sweetest precious feelings dearly I sought
That I'm tenderly lying my head invited to your loving lap
As my eyes are slowly closing while you sing to me while I nap.

I'll forever be here dreaming of our love is oh so true
Until you come home to me' my tender loving man so real for you.

Written: 1/15/15

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          LUCID DREAM
I saw you dead. Now read between each word.
I thought the dream was mine, but it was you
who dreamt of me, a love song seldom heard,
though it was me, I guess you never knew.

Yes I was there, not making any sense,
and you, so young and beautiful would think
who is this fool, across my rusting fence?
And you'd not dream I am your missing link.

How could I be there in your restless sleep,
and touch your hand; remembering your eyes
when I awake, from what I thought too deep
to understand or hope to fantasize.

I saw you dead. I searched to find a gate,
but none was there and you had dreamed too late.

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I am a fixer; I know this of me.
I wish I could fix everything I see.
My dream is to have all the answers,
Along with defeating all cancers,

You see, I know, how I will die.
Only if fixed, I’d be able to deny,
My genealogy, one of old age,
The other is cancer, in a rage,

Everyone ends; their life somehow,
There is no way, we can disavow,
My one dream would be its’ end.
The disease that ended my friend,

I can almost, fix anything, that breaks,
My dream is to end, all that it takes.

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Night's Misery

I dream about you so much, that it kills me
To know that I’m so close, but cannot touch
The very thought of you, well it so thrills me
Because I love you and your body very much

But, lately, when in bed, you fall to dreamland
I haven’t heart to wake you from your sleep
Your busy day, I know, would tire, too, a man
So, in my dreams, my love, it’s you I keep

One night, maybe, your eyes will open wide
To see me, hear me, dreaming of us two
I hope you’ll know it’s you I keep inside
For all my dreams, my darling, are of you

I wish to share with you a night, not sleeping
But tonight, here, I lie and dream while weeping