Forgotten Dreams

remember when the playground slept
in dreams that seldom smiled
the merry-goes and seesaws wept~
few truths were reconciled 

yet still, the empty swings
bade lonely hearts to sit
all wet from early morning dew
and tears from wasted wishes

there was no one to push the swing
and laugh at tethered flight~
we stretched our legs, a song to sing
to snapping wind and kites

what raucous silence joined the din
and danced its dizzy spell
as twilight curtains drew their shade
upon the waning stage

I begged my slumber to be still
imagination tossed~
but dreams will tarry on until
their memory is lost
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Manassian Avatar
July 7, 2025 at 12:00 PM
You are such a master wordsmith. The combination of words... the imagery.... the nostalgia it evokes... superb. Hope all is well.
Parker Avatar
July 4, 2025 at 7:21 PM
Craig, you have the touch not only of a poet, but also of an artist who paints with words...
Cornish Avatar
July 5, 2025 at 10:53 AM
Frederic, thanks so much!
Richards Avatar
July 4, 2025 at 6:11 AM
What a pleasure it was to read this poem, weaving images on a scale we can relate to and yearn for memories behind twilight shades. Thank you for sharing this with us, Craig. FAVing it :)
Richards Avatar
July 4, 2025 at 11:53 AM
:)
Cornish Avatar
July 4, 2025 at 8:42 AM
Su, honored to have your praise and respect your art - thank you!
Swan Avatar
July 4, 2025 at 5:33 AM
What strange things are the shreds of dreams that are half remembered, and it feels ambiguous whether it would be good to try and get back to the dream or escape from it. Memory has strong tent pegs sometimes, and other times forgets them. This was interesting to read and contemplate, and feel the sense between the contradictions. J :)
Cornish Avatar
July 4, 2025 at 8:58 AM
Jeanette, thanks so much for your thoughtful comment - you're relatively new here - but I can tell you're not new to writing - love the wind in your wings!
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