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I Once Dreamed a Dream

I once
dreamed a dream
about four blossoming roses.

As footprints trampled upon silent snow

one died from a chilling childhood,
frozen within dark chambers of the mind.
Aspirations disappeared with migrating nightingales.

As robins built their nests.

Jaded, one died from wondering 
if you loved or not -
all that remained was a trail
of bleeding petals, silently decaying.

As baby birds called for their mothers.

One died from revealing its flaws to the sun,
who unfaithfully, confided with wayfaring winds,
who scattered suppressed secrets and shameful sins,
upon partisan meadows - its petals reduced to ashes.

As Autumn leaves descended upon rotten roses.

Last rose died from isolated heartache,
as raw rains refused to cease - there was no peace.
Bird boxes were empty, feeders full of seed.
Only thorns remained.

Body of my garden is now concrete,
no longer do roses bloom,
no longer do I dream.

Silent One
Simple Musing
16 February 2019

An example for I dreamed a dream contest.
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Aristy Avatar
December 17, 2019 at 7:56 AM
Beauty and sorrow fused in a work of art, I congratulate you, Silent One.
Loaifhshfasjkh Avatar
September 27, 2019 at 1:57 PM
This is amazing poetry, looks like dreams can come true after all, Silent.
Smith Avatar
May 20, 2019 at 2:12 AM
Somewhere your dream came true but thankfully there are those who love the rose enough. A poem that is worthy of the name. Enjoyed the visit David in NZ
Ball Avatar
March 13, 2019 at 2:38 PM
A very poignant piece and extremely well thought out. The comparisons are exceptional because the roses are of course human hearts broken through deep betrayal. Some people get tough and coarse through time and others wonder what makes them this way. I think it's things like this. Very insightful read. Well Done my silent friend. Well Done. God Bless, JB
Salehi Avatar
March 8, 2019 at 10:52 PM
Wait for the spring my friend.
Smith Avatar
February 23, 2019 at 12:44 PM
Cold are the metaphors, but oh so well written S O...
Roper Avatar
February 22, 2019 at 9:21 PM
Came back to listen to the song :) I like this version better than the one I listened too. This one is more powerful in emotions.
Dietrich Avatar
February 21, 2019 at 8:32 PM
I really enjoyed this one. I wish I had read it first, but my mind always goes to sonnets and iambic meter, which I love so much. I hope you like that I write different with sonnets. I like being different than other sonneteers!
Kendrick Avatar
February 20, 2019 at 5:09 PM
Good example. Thanks for the honor of placing in your contest. Sara
Papyrus Avatar
February 20, 2019 at 2:19 PM
Metaphorical perfection!! It replicates three way thisperson may have dealt with it by themselves. Intense and perfect!
Duet Avatar
February 20, 2019 at 12:09 PM
Wow! Just fantastic as usual. And I'm wondering, "Which rose am I?" It doesn't matter but you will always be the reddest rose with the sweetest perfume which lasts forever through your wonderful poetry dear ZZ. FAVED of course.
Dutta Avatar
February 19, 2019 at 9:19 AM
So cruel reality. Deep darkness touches core of heart Silent soul has to bear. You are unique to compose any poem. Blessing.
Onclaud Avatar
February 18, 2019 at 3:31 PM
awwwhh.. i was no.31 on the entry list, then it closed... huggs, S.O...
White Avatar
February 18, 2019 at 10:45 AM
They only physically died for as your soul lives they shall live ethereally 4eva SO in a shattered unreal embodiment of silence. Kelli
Callus Avatar
February 18, 2019 at 9:21 AM
Such is life, S-1. Those four roses stand for the seasons of our lives, if we are lucky enough to experience them all! Regards // paul
Rose  Avatar
February 18, 2019 at 5:34 AM
You sure know how to make me weep for broken dreams that much the rose into the ground, I love all your writes. They peel away at our defences so softly but effectively, that time stands in silence. xo
La France Avatar
February 18, 2019 at 3:42 AM
Silent, wow how deep and dark, and quite wonderful, it's a winner if you could enter your contest for sure! My poem entered is a dream more beautiful than dark, oops, but hope you like it anyways ~
Shahein Avatar
February 17, 2019 at 11:57 PM
Great words as always ....keep it up
Roper Avatar
February 17, 2019 at 6:14 PM
A fantastic dark poem, Silent One, and great imagery.. Hope I do it justice. Hugs eve
Andresen Avatar
February 17, 2019 at 1:25 PM
- A dark and cruel dream, S.O. ... poetic beautifully written :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Kiser Avatar
February 16, 2019 at 8:15 PM
Powerful lines; "who unfaithfully, confided with wayfaring winds, who scattered suppressed secrets and shameful sins,"; and imagery.
May Avatar
February 16, 2019 at 6:53 PM
A deep write Silent, each rose's demise holds a deep meaning...Well written..
Devonshire Avatar
February 16, 2019 at 4:51 PM
Soup Mail question when you get some time. Thanks
Proxenos Avatar
February 16, 2019 at 3:08 PM
Such a heartfelt write SO. Your poem depicts your true agonizing for nature that rots and alongside this rot, your dreams die! An incredible read. Poetry hugs, Jennifer.
Onclaud Avatar
February 16, 2019 at 12:38 PM
penned from the depths of a heart, S O... your rose seem to symbolize life's stages with a finality od a dream withering...remarkable example for your new challenge... glad to be part of your last challenge thanks and huggs
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