Carolyn Devonshire Poet Quatrain

Dream of Death

I dreamt my father came to me
From beyond the grave words spoken
He held my hand and said to me
Your life cycle has broken

Mom sent me here to fetch you
And take you home to heaven
I rejoiced and hugged my Dad
Eager to see my late folks and husband

But before I could get dressed to leave
My father had departed
Does he still wait to take me home?
Answer, Dad, I'm broken hearted

To join all my loved ones in the afterlife
Brings great joy to me, no fear
So I will sleep lightly again tonight
In hopes Dad will reappear


*Entry for the "Dream Land" contest.   (Based on a real dream.)

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Rhonda Johnson-Saunders January 29, 2012 at 10:57 PM Wow, just found your poem, Carolyn!! I can relate. My dad passed too soon, 52 years old. He comes to me in dreams. This always leaves me a little sad but still wanting to see him again the next night. I find solace in knowing we will see our loved ones again very soon. Isn't it wonderful to love life and have no fear of death at the same time? I do not look at what or who God has taken but what He has given me. I had the greatest dad for thirty years. He was agift. I can tell your's was, too. Blessings, Rhonda

Christopher Bunton January 24, 2012 at 4:32 PM Congratulations

Carol Sunshine Brown January 24, 2012 at 1:41 PM Congratulations on your win in Olajide's "Dream Land" contest Carolyn. Love, Carol

Goode Guy December 3, 2011 at 8:32 AM C.D. A darkly longing write of loss and desire for reclamation. May I offer, that it isn't up to the father, but the father's father, when time's up. Nice quatrians. ;-)

Jesse Kaler December 1, 2011 at 5:06 PM honestly Carolyn this poem is one of the best poems i have ever read. thank you for posting it. Jesse K

Carol Sunshine Brown December 1, 2011 at 12:26 PM Congratulations on your featured poem this week Carolyn. Love, Carol

John Aaron Green November 29, 2011 at 10:35 PM this is so amazing,,,so beautiful,,,and such a blessing,,,,and a most wonderful story turned poem,,,thank you so much for sharing it with us.....

Daver Austin November 29, 2011 at 12:43 PM Is reality the dream, and dream the reality? that's what I think about as I read your poem. Oh, you are beautiful. Congrats on the selection. Love, daver

Debbie Guzzi October 10, 2011 at 2:41 PM We want you to stay!! As long as you can enjoy your life! See you soon. Congrad's Light & Love

Don Johnson October 9, 2011 at 8:01 PM Wistful thought, can come to naught, unless of course you want it, I'd go home with dad, if what you sought, the quantitative analysis thought, judged not methought, a challenge? loves ya....

Carol Sunshine Brown October 9, 2011 at 11:38 AM Congratulations on your winning poem in Frank's "Dream" contest Carolyn. Love, Carol

Bob Quigley October 9, 2011 at 10:42 AM I hope he does Carolyn. Congratulations on your win

Dinda Minardi October 9, 2011 at 10:18 AM This is beautiful somehow, Carolyn. I have this kind of dream before. Sometimes, if we miss them too much, they'll come to our dream just to say hi, or even encourage us. For we all know, they taking care of us from above. Congrats on your great win. Dinda :)

Jack Horne May 14, 2011 at 11:51 AM Wow, this one is amazing - and love from Sweetie too! I'm sure you will be with your loved ones again some day, Carolyn. My gran's youngest brother died of TB in the war, and he told her just seconds before he died that their mother had come and that there was a long tunnel. The Birdcage sounds wonderful. Sue sensed a presence in one of the corridors at Hampton Court Palace, and then the tour guide said, 'This area is reputedly haunted...'

Jslambert Mister Roboto March 26, 2011 at 7:06 AM this one is special to me. it is also sad but it still makes me smile without barely even flexing a cheek muscle. I read your poems quite a lot and I don't even really like to read much these days. There are quite a bit of people who have been really nice to me on here. You are one. I read so I can learn how it should be done. ~JSLambert

Andrea Dietrich November 9, 2010 at 8:49 PM Hi, Carolyn. Looks like I'll be going back into your poetry pages to find ones to respond to now. Yes, it was thrilling to me to see the three poems made it thru the first round. I hope yours did as well? I gotta check all of them out but right now I am just up too late here and need to hurry off. Well, I enjoyed this one about your spooky tale!! Luv Andrea

Lynette Chachere February 21, 2010 at 9:26 AM Wow.. sounds kind of depressing. scary, with the life cycle broken. but at the same time, you were able to see your father in a dream. must have been very nice. thats sweet. -Always&Forever Lynette

Linda-Marie Sweetheart November 5, 2009 at 11:01 AM O Carolyn, how expressively beautiful is this poem.. My Dad died when I was only 3 but I have kept his photo and his spirit alive all my life... its reassuring to know we will see all our departed loved ones again.. and u are so kind with your comments on my Sports Nuts Craze poem especially for us sports ladies... sure there are more on the Soup... after having 4 sons I had no choice but to learn all the games, teams, cheers, and songs... its fun though.. still do it.. LMB PEPS "Sweetie

Caroline Cécile Delacroix November 3, 2009 at 10:48 AM Spooky. Well, yes indeed it is good to know we'll be with our loved ones in the afterlife, but don't wish for your Dad to return to come and get you, your life is not over just yet. A fun write, well written and rhymed. Thanks for sharing and thank God you survived that storm, sailorwoman. Thanks for your comments. Love and blessings, Caroline.

Isa Mahrie October 9, 2009 at 2:32 AM Carolyn a great peom ... in the first verse there is something worth to notice a broken cycle.....

P Sheart September 24, 2009 at 7:05 AM Hi Carolyn Ohhhhhhh, my heart is full. I know this feeling well. Bless your heart. Time has passed since you wrote this amazing poem and a lot has changed. With that change comes a lot of soul searching etc. You are such a inspiration to all of us here. Your comments are a blessing of encouragement for sure. Take care hun. Love you, Love Light Truth Patricia Ps Don't know if you won this contest or not but it's a winner in my heart for sure!

Elaine George September 21, 2009 at 7:41 AM I have had a similar dream. thank you for sharing Carolyn, Love, Lainie

Erin Werner August 11, 2009 at 7:07 PM I am sorry about your relative when you heard his voice one last time on the phone. My husband does have a plane to catch at the end of the month. I am praying before he goes, for him to be safe, by the way this poem is good! Erin

Gerard Keogh Jr. July 25, 2009 at 12:43 PM Wow, a good ghost story or an phantom calling with good intentions. You should treasure the gift. They do not deign to appear to everyone, Miss Carolyn. Good for you! Thank you for your comments on my contest entry and my little pieces. I do appreciate them greatly. Rgards, Gerard.

Tyler Begrow July 24, 2009 at 9:55 PM Mind expanding. I love how its like you are there

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