Wren Rushing Poet Rhyme

Dreams

Dreams, not dreams, not conscious schemes,
 the other kind when sleep we find.
Dreams, those dreams, those sort of things,
 pictures in unconscious minds.

Dreams let's talk dreams,
 when eyes rapidly move on moon's sweet beams.
Dreams those senseless themes,
 that seem to come from the strangest things.

Dreams rarely repeat though we dream they would.
 For uniqueness sake I guess that's good.
Dreams, some dreams we have much need,
 to discover their hidden deeds.

Dreams, some dreams on the other hand,                                               
 I just as soon not know their plan.
Dreams are not really your dreams,
 for someone else directs the scenes.

So dream a dream that dreamers do,
 it will make those other dreams come true.

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Heidi Sands January 9, 2019 at 1:54 PM Congratulations for your win Wren :) Wren Rushing January 9, 2019 at 6:32 PM Thank you Heidi!

Line Gauthier January 8, 2019 at 10:35 PM Congrats on your top win, Wren. Wren Rushing January 9, 2019 at 6:31 PM Thank you Line!

Edward Ibeh January 8, 2019 at 4:37 PM Exquisite write, Wren:-) I absolutely love this! Wren Rushing January 8, 2019 at 6:00 PM Thank you Edward, have a wonderful evening!

Darlene De Beaulieu September 23, 2018 at 10:40 AM Hello Wren, I have a dream that occurs often. I am in a church getting married. My husband's shape changes a.ll the time. his face is always clouded, I never see it. Yet we are at the alter being wed. This dream happens often. Have a nice day my friend.