"The best things in life come in threes . . . friends, dreams and memories"
Old and new friends are gems to cherish in my heart,
In my darkest hours friends have held me close;
Although in time we may be miles and miles apart
They have listened with tears to my sad grieving prose.
All my days are reverie and my nights lost in dreams,
And with my dripping pen I create my poetry;
With dream inspired words, lines, emotions and themes,
Sorrow has made me the poet I was meant to be.
Ah, memories, memories so bittersweet,
In my mind I see our old house amongst the trees;
I have memories of mom's tangled garden seat,
Of bright, heavenly flowers waving in the breeze.
And through the years I have learned life is deep,
Entangled with friends, dreams and memories to keep.
March 14, 2015
For the contest, A Penny For Your Thoughts, sponsor, Sara Kendrick
Theme - Deep thoughts
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.
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.
Effervescent laughter blows over vales
then falls soft to glaze new blooms posed genteel.
Gracious stems lift smiles to foamed skies surreal,
riding on sunrays of shimmery sails.
Splendid dreams bubble up from blossoms bright,
a sparkling scene as petals parade ‘round.
Cushioned on spring breeze, love waits to be found;
warm thoughts of you fly then burst in midflight.
Light bubbles join hands to soar through puffed clouds
winking at flowers in latest spring styles.
Their joy christens lands once silent for miles;
orbs popping with flair in breath’s blooming shrouds.
Laughter lifts skyward, an aerated tale,
of bubbles blown high above blooming vale.
3/25/15 for Olive's Blossoms and Bubbles Contest
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
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
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.
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
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
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
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
wandering in thoughts.
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
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
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
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
The moonbeams of the
Flows and sweetly kisses the
In the blue sky all-stars look
I can't stop thinking you, oh
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.
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
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?
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.
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
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.
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?
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
IN LOVE WITH LOVING YOU
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
“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!
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
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
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.
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
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.