James Marshall Goff Poet Verse

Dreamtime: Future

Dreamtime: Future


I knew it once / and
 dreamed it still / to
 lie awake and wonder
 when the breeze within 
will light the torch 
that leads the way
 through broken hope / when
 simple joys evoke the
 truth / that time
 has passed as seen
 by stars / when all 
that's blurred can clearly
 see the trembling distant
 waves of change / 
I knew it once / and
 dreamed it still

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Oleg Borisov June 24, 2009 at 1:34 PM Magic. Thanks so much for such a flattering view on my poem.

Julian Lebaron June 18, 2009 at 3:50 PM Very nice poem.

Carrie Richards June 16, 2009 at 6:27 AM Another dreamy, wonderful piece! Lovely!! ~Carrie

Trudy Diane Rider June 15, 2009 at 10:12 AM I like way this starts and ends with the same line...such a dreamy, enchanting piece, I love these dreamtime poems you've written James! ~Trudy~

Vince Suzadail Jr. June 13, 2009 at 10:27 AM Somewhere we lost more than we gained but still we can dream. Vince

Sajdah Al-Riyami June 13, 2009 at 4:46 AM Youre DreamTime Poems are all so Enchanted by Your Love & PaSsion.Xo Saj

Colin Mitchell Williams June 11, 2009 at 9:56 AM Very evocative..........

Jay Loveless June 11, 2009 at 9:04 AM Beautiful Once Again. I Love Your Work. Peace. Boo

Izzy Gumbo June 9, 2009 at 10:55 PM this is lovely James as always, I love to read you. Hugs and peace my friend.

Charlene Bird June 8, 2009 at 8:25 PM A captivating piece of marvelous creativity here dear Jim. Great Work!

Tyesha Ehigiator June 8, 2009 at 5:57 PM James, this is soup for the soul...Beautiful creation here...too many wonderful lines to name...I knew it once / and dreamed it still..The title caught me and I'm glad it did..this was a Powerful Read!! God Bless, Tyesha

Brandy Megens June 8, 2009 at 3:38 PM fullthanks for the comment of strong words and lines

James Fraser June 8, 2009 at 2:02 PM Terrific poem James, as one reads it over and over, it gets stronger and wiser>James

Janice Herzog June 7, 2009 at 11:03 AM Dear James: Love this write of yours! I can feel your emotions clearly! Thanks for reading my poems. I'm so very glad that you liked them! Love, Janice Herzog xoxo

James Peranteau June 7, 2009 at 7:43 AM I had to see what all the fuss was,.. about the now notorious band of poets doved, the, "James Brothers",..well,...reading your writes and Mr. Fraser's writes,..I'm proud to ride with ya fellows thru the itchy finger trails !!! Great write here freind ! james

Joyce Johnson June 6, 2009 at 5:50 PM Our dreams and our memories can become meshed as one sometimes. This is a lovely poem. Thak you for reading and commenting on my memory poem. Love, Joyce

Brian Strand June 6, 2009 at 7:09 AM Like the presentation here Jim.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments.

Heidie Buys June 5, 2009 at 12:08 PM So very well written and thought provoking. Great images and a joy to read. Well done. Regards Heidie

Anton Nimms June 5, 2009 at 6:41 AM Best read today James... Anton www.foesofprose.com

Anthony Nutter June 5, 2009 at 3:30 AM Nice poem I added it to my favorites.

Brian Strand June 5, 2009 at 12:03 AM Like the kyrielle touch Jim.Fine poetry here.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments

Charmaine Chircop June 4, 2009 at 10:46 PM beautiful are your writes jim,i love the waves of change and the sweet breeze which lights our broken hopes for a better tomorrow--love it----charma

P Sheart June 4, 2009 at 9:28 PM James, beautifully written my friend. If only those stars could talk! Lots of food for thought here. Truly enjoyed. Take care Love Light Truth Patricia

Carolyn Devonshire June 4, 2009 at 5:38 PM Those who have passed through our lives, only to have their memories blurred by time, can still seem alive to us in dreams. This write came to me at a good time, just after waking from a dream about someone I loved who passed away. I always fear the image will become too blurry for me to remember my late husband's face. Beautiful words, James. Love, Carolyn

Christopher Higgins June 4, 2009 at 5:20 PM Superb writing my friend...i love the creativity behind the piece...the entire piece is done well.