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Turning Dreams Into Poetry
I woke up this morning with three new poems on my mind. Now that I’m up and had my coffee, not one of them can I find. Each one was a dream that I remembered in a half asleep, half awake state. I had them all etched in my mind, but getting them on paper was not their ultimate fate. I laid in bed half asleep and marveled at the brilliance of each poem. But now with my eyes wide open, all my mind wants to do is roam. First, I was the bride in a wedding, all beautifully dressed in white. Next I was sitting here wondering why my jeans have been fitting so damn tight. Then I dreamed I was somewhere in Mexico, on the beach just soaking up rays. The next thing that popped up in my mind was all the bills I need to pay. The third dream was the hardest to remember. I was driving down the California coast. But then the only thing I could think of was, what time should I put in the roast. Well, I guess this is the only “great” poem coming from my mind today. And I have figured it all out, that in just waking up, there is a price that you have to pay. So, now I’ve learned my lesson. A notebook and pencil now lay beside my bed. And tomorrow when I wake up, I’ll put on paper, all those thoughts I have dancing in my head.
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