Like You

Like you ...

I dream of drifting away on a sunny day
high above the cottony stuffed clouds
I'll glide erasing all the hurtful feeling inside 
a season of fear will somehow disappear
and I'll be free ...like you... you see

Crazy you say ...

My dream with Prince Charming happy endings
filling out candy corn fields of sugary substance
not slowing down to lick the wounds of old
I'm told too bold to wallow in the worries
that others have laid down at the foot of empty

Like you...

Love dances off the lashes longing to look
past the surface wiped down with yesterday's
cloth soaked in the tears of disgust crying out
to be held at bay where the footprints have
walked into the kiss of tomorrow's setting sun

artlifelovefree verse

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Nette Onclaud

June 19, 2017 at 2:13 PM

dreamy imaginings that caught my attention.. well done, tim.. huggs

Ralph Sergi

June 19, 2017 at 1:39 PM

Drifting away on a sunny day-Love dances off the lashes. Beautiful words ! My compliments, Tim

White Wolf

June 19, 2017 at 12:37 PM

Amazing write, Tim! I never knew that Arthur had orange juice with his rum!

Connie Marcum Wong

June 18, 2017 at 11:15 PM

We have to keep dreams alive to survive Tim. This is outstanding! I wish you a very Happy Father's Day my friend! : )

Darren White

June 18, 2017 at 2:53 PM

Second stanza, no doubt about it... Totally insane, all of the poem is, but that second stanza most of all. fav.

Andrea Dietrich

June 18, 2017 at 1:03 AM

Such imagery, Tim. Sometimes you really blow me away with it!!

Sara Ella

June 17, 2017 at 10:55 PM

This is eloquent and lovely-I had to read again and again <3

Arthur Vaso

June 17, 2017 at 10:30 PM

I give you a high five for this! With orange juice!!

Eve Roper

June 17, 2017 at 10:27 PM

Like you, a soothing peace, Crazy you say, I think we are all a little crazy when it comes to wanting dreams, Like you, life is difficult for all of us ,but we reach out. ~*

Carol B.

June 17, 2017 at 8:52 PM

Like Lin and yourself I would love to drift above those cottony white clouds. I would welcome the peace this would allow me. I am a bit of a worry wort these days. Great write Tim. :)

Jan Allison

June 17, 2017 at 4:01 PM

WOW I have read this four or five times now and am absolutely blown away by the poem Tim My fave stanza is the final one - am adding this to my faves:-) hugs Jan xx

John Hamilton

June 17, 2017 at 3:59 PM

This is really good Tim, kiss of tomorrows setting sun, I liked it all, kinda reminds me of...........should I say it.......what will he think.......I think I'll say it....what if he doesn't think it's a compliment.....yeah better not to say it reminds me of Chris Green, oh no it slipped out...there it is, it is a compliment!!

Anne-Lise Andresen

June 17, 2017 at 1:47 PM

- "Crazy you say ... Like you ..." (?) ... Yes, like me ... Then we are two and maybe more ... - I like it a lot ... and more than a lot, Tim :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) * I have only read it once ! :)))

Dale Gregory Cozart

June 17, 2017 at 1:32 PM

Now I've read it five times. I have to 'fave' it.

Lin Lane

June 17, 2017 at 1:14 PM

Like you, Tim, I've dreamed of drifting away on clouds, even on the darkest of cloudy days. I like the lines, "I'm told too bold to wallow in the worries that others have laid down at the foot of empty." Wallowing in worries gets us nothing but more worry. This write is exceptionally well done.