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Something of a Dreamer

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Something of a Dreamer

Cast out on the water,
we were told how to return to port,
instead of being shown.

Exhausted from swimming,
staying away from the undertow,
we headed for home
but missed the docks,
and came upon a sandy unknown.

Strung out by its freedom,
you grew tired with the beach;
headed back to the harbour
in pursuit of a dream.

I stayed,
hypnotized by the kernels
slipping through my fingers,
as I collected shells
and feathers of seabirds,
adding these treasures to a driftwood shrine.
I fell asleep 'neath the stars,
so dreams came easily.

The port-town grew,
erected a lamp post nearby,
encroaching on my empire.
I twirled 'round,
arms spread wide,
turning off the intruding bulb.

You are so far away now,
moving from port to port
in pursuit of dreams.
From time to time
I visit our old harbour,
but it no longer feels like home.

I always return to the beach,
where I pluck dreams from the air
with a harbour in my heart.

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  1. Date: 7/8/2014 9:05:00 AM
    Enticing, fervently written. Emotion flowing on assonance. Most enjoyable read.....Your PS friend...Gene.

  1. Date: 5/20/2014 11:53:00 AM
    People change, and with them, so does the dream. Real love doesn't give up; keep swimming. Digging the metaphor!

  1. Date: 1/5/2012 12:23:00 PM
    Chris, This is so pensive, full of fond memories and wistful regrets. I've thought at times that it would be wonderful to return to a time or day even for just a few hours, but I suppose things are left to the past for reasons even a poet can't comprehend. Great write! Craig

  1. Date: 11/23/2011 4:27:00 AM
    Hi Chris, thanks for your comments and I have considered trying a different form as you suggested...only I don't want to disrespect the form if I don't understand it enough...I will keep trying, thanks again for the encouragement...enjoyed reading your poem this morning it is beautiful...luv shannon

  1. Date: 10/27/2011 12:31:00 PM
    Stopping by to thank you for your kind comments on my writing Chris. I enjoyed reading yours today. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 10/26/2011 7:21:00 AM
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  1. Date: 10/25/2011 7:19:00 PM
    your last stanza Chris....WHEWWW!!!! spins my head, BABY!! excellent! jimbo

  1. Date: 10/25/2011 11:52:00 AM
    Had to see what Mr. Poet is poet-ing about today! In my warped mind I imagine the female in this write as Christopher Columbus' lover...I can picture them romancing by their driftwood shrine, then he sets off for another voyage leaving her behind....not close at all, right? A beautiful love described here..time was not on her side....All the best, Gwendolen

  1. Date: 10/25/2011 10:26:00 AM
    oooooo... i need to land my boat, hahhaha... anyways stopping by to say hi....

  1. Date: 10/24/2011 11:10:00 AM
    What an amazing story behind your poem, Chris. I was spellbound. If this is an entry for the "Autumn Dreams" contest, it is unique, eloquent. Seems like a real historical event, Chris, perhaps in the early days of the colonization of America. Bravo! Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 10/23/2011 7:07:00 PM
    I saw a programme once about turtles returning to the beach where they always came to lay their eggs. Someone had built a great sea wall and the poor things wandered all round in circles... I guess they had dreams too... well written Chris... cheers Margaret

  1. Date: 10/23/2011 1:39:00 PM
    I love throwing rocks into the water l o l l o l l o l... if you want I can get closer... so you can cast the first rock... J.k.. I love your point chris I hope you find what you're looking for. by the way life is all about chasing dreams from port to port to port from shore to shore to shore... the ending of your pOEM is very beautiful have yourself a nice ...p.d

  1. Date: 10/22/2011 11:51:00 PM
    An awesome piece Chris, I especially dig the last three lines.. As long as you have the harbour in your heart, you'll continue to dream.. Sometimes the dreams are so much better than reality!! Great first poem to read on my first day back at the Soup!! ~ luv W

  1. Date: 10/22/2011 11:07:00 PM
    Beautifully written, weaving reality with the invasive dream that holds the reader spellbound. A masterpiece my friend.