Donna Jones Poet Rhyme

Echo In My Dream

The voice that returns my scream strangely haunts me
Among the tall pines that stand straight guarding the mountains I see
It now sounds somehow familiar as I listen to it shatter the silence of the morning
As the echo brings my scream back to find me before the sun has finished rising

Beauty draws me deeper into an unknown vastness alone
Realizing now I no longer know which way is home
I frantically cry out hello can any body hear me, hear me, hear me
My cry playing back to me with an eerie melody

Confused and scared I sit upon a rock and submit to my fate
Observing here all things live in harmony finding no reason one another to hate
Somewhat peaceful and quiet now consumed by the magic of this place
The leaves dance and whirl across the forest floor as if each other to race

As my mind separates that which is real from the image in my dream
My ears fill once more with the sound of that terrible haunting scream
With sweat on my brow and my heart pounding with every beat
The echo reaches that place where dreams and reality meet

Upon awakening I find myself safely at home
The echo in my dream having claimed forever this night alone

©Donna Jones

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Poet Destroyer A October 13, 2013 at 1:16 AM Hello Donna,... CONGRATULATIONS:) on having your poem featured on the soups HOME PAGE. goodnight. <3 =LINDA=

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire March 21, 2013 at 5:18 PM Dear Donna, YOU captivate me with YOUR POETRY about the Mountains, the Forest floor, and the twirling leaves I long to get back to my Mountain Cabin. Superb Pen. I LOVE YOU ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Eternal Liege...Harry Donna Jones March 21, 2013 at 5:41 PM Thank you Harry...I hope you get to your cabin soon...

Sean L Sanders January 30, 2013 at 9:12 AM Very touching excellent poem written by a very good poet. I saw that you view another poet named Margherita Russo she's only 14 and I know it would mean alot for her to have you read her newest poem if you have the time. Thank you very much. Donna Jones January 30, 2013 at 6:01 PM Thanks for the nice words of encouragement. I would be honored to read a poem of your friend.

Anne-Lise Andresen January 29, 2013 at 7:04 AM I like this Donna, lovely poem! - Have a pleasant day. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :) Donna Jones January 29, 2013 at 1:38 PM Hey, thanks...means a lot coming from a wonderful writer as yourself... great day to ya

Jack Ellison January 27, 2013 at 4:30 PM Don't know why but in the last couple of weeks, I have been dreaming every night and they're usually not happy dreams. When I first wake I find it hard to believe they're not real! S-c-a-r-y! Your writing is brilliant dear Donna! Love and hugs, Jack xox Donna Jones January 27, 2013 at 9:51 PM Well I've been called a lot of things but brilliant isn't one of them haha... and hope you have sweet dreams from now on.....

Debbie Duncan January 25, 2013 at 10:39 PM That was some dream ,,,,,, nice write though , have a great day ;} Donna Jones January 27, 2013 at 9:53 PM Yeah!and thanks, dreams can be so strange and real sometimes. You take care and long and happy times dear

Debbie Guzzi January 23, 2013 at 3:51 PM Dreams can seem so real. I enjoyed your write this evening. Light & Love Donna Jones January 25, 2013 at 9:23 PM Yes sometimes too real and sometimes better than real life. Thanks for taking the time to write to me. I appreciate it very much. Blessings always.