Watch Out Dream, I'M Awake

I’ve always wanted to climb a cliff
Straight up 
Without rope
Unless the guide insists

It’s not about reaching the top
Though helpful
So what
Just climb, don’t stop

I’ll pinpoint each grab and foothold
The journeys
What matters
And let the day unfold

I’m finally going to go out now
And reach for
My dream
To accomplish a vow

I’ve learned to set my sights higher
But heavens
It’s raining
Maybe tomorrow if it’s drier

Or let this dream stay magical
A vision
To keep	
I don’t need to go radical
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Romios Avatar
June 29, 2023 at 8:03 PM
One should be excited to cling the mountains of our life. But it can be a terrifying journey! We make excuses for our tomorrow. And hang out with sheep in the safety of the plains. Or hide from rain. Man makes excuses to not grow. And loses his dream of climbing, of coauering himself… Pangie
Wolf Avatar
June 15, 2023 at 7:42 PM
I just love the title, David --- and glad you didn't go radical. You're needed in the shrinking 'middle-ground' of America's devastated soil. :) gw
Dietrich Avatar
June 11, 2023 at 8:06 AM
I like this, and then the faltering when rain comes. This is life, always throwing in a wrench!
Baker Avatar
June 10, 2023 at 2:26 PM
Sometimes it's just about thinking of the things we could do when the time is right. I enjoyed your poetry today, David. Thanks for sharing it with us. A poet friend in Texas, Bill
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