White Sage Poet Rhyme

My Eyes, Your Dream

From my vision came your dreams
Burning out like the boiling colourless steam
With a sweet flavour of the white vanilla cream
Playing on in auto, like the unstoppable theatre film
dripping out of my orbits, like beam
Behold the great beautiful  trim
That which cleanse away all the grim
Your aim to be able to kill the squirrel hake
It still stays in my vision in hale
Gushing with such gusto, never pale

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Vladislav Raven January 30, 2016 at 10:48 AM Hi White Sage, you are keeping up with the excellent poetry. To me Love is the dream, the ultimate, your words as always sing in Dream's valleys. May your dreams ever sing onto the page. A seven my friend....Vladislav. White Sage January 30, 2016 at 11:17 AM thanks Vladislav, I really appreciate that

Hansteven Selfa January 5, 2016 at 9:08 AM Nice write on this poem! White Sage January 5, 2016 at 11:10 AM thanks Hansteven

Caryl Muzzey January 3, 2016 at 6:49 PM Great write WS, so deep and meaningful. I especially liked the first line, "From my vision came your dreams" beautiful. I enjoyed the read~ Caryl White Sage January 4, 2016 at 1:34 AM Thanks Caryl, am glad you liked it...

Dalia Shahein December 30, 2015 at 6:06 PM Such an deep and breath taking poem my friend , loved it happy new year and hugs / / :) dalia White Sage December 30, 2015 at 6:19 PM said you loved it, makes me feel good...HNY

Poet Destroyer A December 29, 2015 at 11:25 PM Hi Shehu, wow, that dream rapidly changed into a nightmare... awesome write... LINDA White Sage December 30, 2015 at 4:27 AM hello Linda, thanks...though like a nightmare it is, i feel safer in it