Michael Degenhardt Poet Free verse

Forever In Dream

Not knowing
Weighs the heaviest on the mind
For the dreams of what could be
Occupy the very core of being
Allowing not the breath of free time

My mind seems
Forever set on dreaming
The constant wishing of changed color
A penetrable hue of fragrance and emotion
The very offerings that breathe life
Back into my dying heart and mind

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Laurie Ginn February 1, 2009 at 4:30 PM I understand this so well. I just want to know. I wish I believed in fortune tellers and they could say yes this is what's going to happen. I'd probably miss the dreaming though. Laurie

Kristin Reynolds January 31, 2009 at 3:21 AM I know this poem well, as I am always changing, or seeking change, well said, love, Kristin

Danielle Moreno January 30, 2009 at 6:14 PM GREAT POEM...............DANIELLE

January 30, 2009 at 2:15 PM Wow! Much to ponder here. So much truth in your opening lines. Interesting poem. I've already read it twice. Thank you for sharing your thoughts with us and for your ongoing encouragement. Karen

John Loving Iii January 30, 2009 at 11:50 AM dreams are our poems to ourselves and they are allways good. you suffer from "Normality" a common desease among poets. jhl

Amy Swanson January 30, 2009 at 7:49 AM Very beautiful, full of rich emotion and imagery. You have some lovely lines in here... "the constant wishing of changed color," "a penetrable hue of fragrance and emotion," "the very offerings that breathe life" wow. Excellent writing! Blessings, Amy :)

Daver Austin January 30, 2009 at 7:28 AM "A penetrable hue of fragrance and emotion." I like this line, fits a dream very welll. Love, daver