Mel Merrill Poet Quatrain

Once Upon a Dream

In the toss and turn of sleep,
Where willows bloom, and roses weep--
I saw a vision bathed in white,
Dispelling darkness with her light.

And in my misty reverie,
Where what is not, can always be--
She took my hand, as well my heart,
And I did love her from the start.

For I beheld through slumber's grace
The beauty of her smiling face--
A work of art from gods here lent,
A stunning figure, heaven sent.

With eyes that caused my soul to burn,
And in a fever left to yearn--
Her hair spun on an angel's loom,
Exquisite as a lyre's plume.

And as I reached to touch her face,
I found that there was only space--
Just love forbidden by my sleep,
A taste of rapture, not to keep.

But still I try to set it right,
To tell the story of that night--
Of how a vision let me see,
The beauty of eternity.

Yet my words are frail, and weak,
And fail her, of whom I speak--
For how can one describe the sun,
Or portray a dream, when it is done.

Yet in my mind she'll always be,
The marvel who appeared to me.
Now blessed torment I must wear--
Not all to have, but just a share.

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Sharon Gulley October 25, 2016 at 12:50 PM Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. That is all I can say. Sharon : )

Debbie Duncan June 3, 2014 at 2:50 PM Love, love, love this Mel :) Mel Merrill June 3, 2014 at 3:56 PM Debbie, Hi! How are you? I apologize for not visiting of late, but I work for the Bureau of Homeland Affairs (for now), and they sent me to Langley for a week. Add to that, the private tutoring I do for Charlie Sheen and others...and my prep for my Phd courses in the fall, and you understand. Glad you liked this poem from back in the day...xxx...Mel :)

Poet Destroyer A May 28, 2014 at 7:31 PM Mel, the feeling, will always be there. This one blew me away, into a taste of forbidden dreams. Powerful expression!!! I enjoy reading this poem, the flow and rhyme is the best I've read today. However, I am moved by the sadness, or should I say void feeling, left from a dream that slips away. I know how it is, to dream a dream that feels perfect, then when describing, it's not the same.... If you can't touch it...... Enjoyed... Linda Mel Merrill May 29, 2014 at 3:41 AM Hi Linda. So good of you to read this--not many have; although it was read by Dr. Ledbetter at the Honors Convocation my last year of school. He read it anonymously to several hundred people--faculty, regents, press, dignitaries, alumni, etc. and when he finished, he introduced me and had me stand to a grand ovation. Wow--what a moment! Got $500.00 and a plaque. Love always...xox... Mel

Carol Eastman April 14, 2014 at 9:59 AM Such a beautiful piece of art work! Brilliantly done... I was held enthralled by your imagery and words. Mel Merrill April 14, 2014 at 12:49 PM Thank you Carol. I'm thrilled that you like this. It's not my best work technically, but it is from the heart, with a dash of imagery. I enjoy your work very much and will drop by later this evening. Thanks again for the kind words and encouragement. FYI: I made #1 best new poet. Aint it cool :) Love and hugs, mel :)

Casarah Nance April 10, 2014 at 5:58 AM Awesome, I was entranced by your words and it felt great to read. Good job Mel Merrill April 10, 2014 at 7:35 AM You're awesome, but thanks! Lots of hopefully good poems on the way, so put me on your fav list, or whatever, so you don't miss a classic. I'll be reading your cool stuff as well, so I hope you like comments, cuz I give em. Have an awesome day, sweetie. ;) // mel

Trevor Mcleod April 9, 2014 at 10:19 PM I liked this Mel. It has strong rhyming. I enjoy the read. Mel Merrill April 10, 2014 at 1:01 AM Thank you Trevor. Kind of you to drop by, and I appreciate the feedback. I'll be keeping track of your writes, and I hope you will mine. Peace mel

Carol Eastman April 9, 2014 at 8:31 AM Definitely... A must to read! Loved it! Mel Merrill April 9, 2014 at 9:03 AM How sweet. Thank you Carol--for reading the poem, and for the comment. Have a great day and drop by often. Peace. mel

Jan Allison April 9, 2014 at 2:09 AM beautifully written with superb imagery. I do love rhyming poems and this is crafted so beautifully Mel. Hugs Jan x Jan Allison April 9, 2014 at 2:36 AM took me a month to get the courage to do it - now i have so many friends and am learning something new every day. Poem that means the most to me is 'the enemy within' I look back and can't believe I wrote it - have written many humorous ones do have a read of a few. Hugs Jan xx Jan Allison April 9, 2014 at 2:33 AM My pleasure Mel. i on the other hand never put pen to paper until my husband had cancer surgery in November - the fist poem i wrote was splendid isolation - on how I felt being so far away from home and so isolated and vulnerable. it wasn't the first poem i posted though. Did not join here till February - had a few poems a friend put on '2facedbook' a lovely lady called Jenny brewer saw them and said i should post here Mel Merrill April 9, 2014 at 2:22 AM I thank you, and my ego thanks you :) How is my newest, bestest friend? I sincerely appreciate your kind comment. I studied poetry in college and had imagery beaten into me, so I try to include it here or there. And rhyming, that's what I do--that's what I hear, if that makes any sense. Thank you for reading the poem, and I'm glad you liked it. Hugs ;) mel