Wendy Watson Poet Rhyme

Childhood Dreams

So often in my childhood dreams
I’d rise above this earthly sphere
And float amongst the drifting clouds
Till reveries would disappear.
And waking, how I’d long to soar
Above a dwindling world once more.

With wild imagination fired
And resolution in my stride,
A child-like credibility
Threw doors of promise open wide.
At last there rose a gusty wind
On which my eager hopes were pinned.

Two colourful umbrellas raised
And bright balloons all set to fly
I took a leap into the air…
Then waved my fantasies good-bye.
For gravity which reigns supreme
Brought down to earth my shattered dream.

07.02.19

'Premiere III - Open Poetry Contest' : sponsored by Rob Carmack

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Sam Kauffman March 29, 2020 at 12:49 PM Wendy, this is just delightful! What a great way to express the role of dreams in our lives. You took me on an adventure with your flowing rhymes. And, I do love your last line. Congratulations! Wendy Watson March 29, 2020 at 3:52 PM What a lovely comment, Sam. My dreams about flying were so vivid that I was sure I'd be the one to break the gravitational mould! The incident above was true to life - I wish Mum had taken a photo!!

Brenda Chiri January 26, 2020 at 4:53 AM Wendy congrats on your top win!;) Wendy Watson March 29, 2020 at 3:52 PM Thank you very much, Brenda.

L. J. Carber February 10, 2019 at 11:29 AM Congrats Wendy-- a lovely poem. I still miss the 'flying dreams ' I often had as a kid ('soar above a dwindling world'-- bit of genius, that!) Wendy Watson March 29, 2020 at 3:59 PM Thank you, L.J. Yes, mine were so vivid that I was sure I would fulfill my dream one day!! Thank you for your kind comments.

Dale Gregory Cozart February 10, 2019 at 10:46 AM Lovely, Wendy. Congrats. Wendy Watson March 29, 2020 at 3:59 PM Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment, Dale.

Line Gauthier February 9, 2019 at 10:36 PM Beautifully penned poem, Wendy. Wendy Watson March 29, 2020 at 4:00 PM That's kind of you. Thank you,Line.

Sandra Haight February 9, 2019 at 5:08 PM Such lovely childhood dreams, Wendy, expressed so well in your well-written poem. I agree with Nina; they do read like precious mini-Sonnets! Congratulations on your fine placement. Hugs, Sandra Wendy Watson March 29, 2020 at 4:01 PM What a lovely comment, Sandra. It was all true and I honestly believed that I would rise like Mary Poppins!

Carolyn Devonshire February 9, 2019 at 11:16 AM Wendy, your descriptive imagery allows the readers to pursue this quest with you, wishing we could fly. But for gravity... A beautiful poem. Congrats on your win in Rob's contest! Best wishes, carolyn Wendy Watson February 13, 2019 at 5:21 PM Thank you for your positive feedback,Carlyn.

Rob Carmack February 9, 2019 at 12:09 AM Fluid and beautiful, thank you for gracing my contest with this. Wendy Watson February 9, 2019 at 1:14 AM I'm honoured to be on such a list,Rob. I've just been reading through the other wonderful entries. This is a true version of a childhood experience which is still so vivid in my mind!

Caren Krutsinger February 7, 2019 at 10:23 PM This was popped onto my FAV list by Trixie who did not even give me time to finish it. This is what happens when your muse is haughty and thinks she knows everything. I came back to read it, and she is right, as usual. Wendy Watson February 9, 2019 at 4:31 AM What a fun comment,Caren. I'm indebted to her! It's a very gusty day here in the UK and I'd give my dreamy project a second chance were it not for the weight gain over the passing years!