Best Day Dreams Poems
Rainy Day Dreams
How sweet’s the lovely scent and sound of rain
As I look out amidst the sultry storm
From bursting clouds upon the window pane,
I feel the chills on my svelte body's form.
The thrill of thunder claps and lightning too,
When shivers crawl and creep along my spine,
I'm warm inside with true love's dreams of you.
My dreams of kissing you are so divine.
Yet you know not my secret thoughts there-of.
Perhaps in spring one golden day you'll see
How deeply my heart longs to know your love;
Of yearning hidden hopes encased in me.
*The storms are raging on the rollin' sea,
And on the highway of regret* they be.
2-11-20
*The storms are raging on the rollin' sea, and on the highway of regret - Bob Dylan - Make you feel my love
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Famous poetic lines 3 - Love songs Poetry Contest
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Let The Music Play On
Beautiful young girl
Listens to a violin playing
As she embraces her loving instrument,
Dreams of playing in an orchestra
The soothing, warm, rich, clear, and relaxing sounds of the violin
While in concerts discipline.
The slow, dips, and peaks pitch sounds reverberate,
As the bow dances around the strings and filtrates
Playing SONG ESCALA - CHI MAI as it escapes
An image of a couple unites,
In her mine
Listening to the violin play
Waltzing with the soothing sound as it assembles
As a floating feather touches down,
On the veranda
She is in her finest long flowing gown,
He is in black tails, white ties and gloves,
Under the splendor of the brightness full moon and stars.
Listening to a violin playing
As she embraces her loving instrument
And dreams of the day she will be the one playing
And waltz
Under the splendor of the full brightness of the moon and stars.
12/26/2014
Contest: Let The Music Play On
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose
All alone she sits
in the afternoon sun
day dreams fill her mind
of all that shes done
A life so fulfilled
every wish has come true
what more can she want
what more can she do
In her day dreams
she's the girl with it all
wishing it were reality
its a wish that's so tall
I laid upon the grass one day
And dreamed of places far away
Of palace gates and carpet rides
Of dragon scales and moonbeam slides
Where butterflies were spun of gold
And Unicorns with fairies told
The tales of selkies and magic wands
Where rainbows dipped to drink from ponds
I rode the clouds amongst the trees
Catching rides on wings of bee's
I danced a jig in clovers four
With elves and sprites from times of yore
I followed bunnies to their dens
Chased fireflies to earth again
To proudly stand on hollow ground
Where knights in armor once abound
Then back to sky I flew on leaves
That carried songs upon my sleeves
Back to the field where I reposed
To end my dream as daylight closed
Day Dreams
I love to have daydreams,
about the nighttime.
I believe I can see it all
clearer in the light.
I am not afraid of the monsters...
in the closet, made of laundry
and fallen clothes,
from hangars that have broken,
creating giant fangs,
in the faces
leftover in my mind,
very unkind.
There is nothing under the bed,
but my shoes and a few socks.
I wondered where that went,
and that... and that... and that???
But no, no creature here,
to feature highly on the page
of the press,
the news,
I refuse to give in,
to bend,
against the evil...
that is just there to scare,
how dare the shadows
it's just not fair.
Try again somewhere else,
you have been driven out.
There is no place here, to fear,
the unknown.
Angels all around,
in the air and on the ground.
They are everywhere they are needed.
My warning had better be heeded.
i awoke this morning
to the sun
licking dry any dew
that remained from the night,
or from dreams
that flickered like lost stars
in my deepest thoughts.
i never surrendered my mind
to this water-colored day
that sat on a half-painted canvas
awaiting for me to dust off the night's glow
from my own smiling face.
who said dreams are made for night?
nights seems too short
to trade in for one day,
one day to dream, broken thoughts
as they weave in and out of my mind,
much like the sun did with the clouds,
but i too drifted, winded across the horizons
and generated almost as much heat
as the day itself.
night had come again
and i watched as the sky exploded
into an array of colors around me,
wrapping me deeper in my own thoughts
as i dreamt of you once more.
All Day long, day dreams heart to heart
Just like that, silky is your touch to me
You are tender kisses baby
I can barely handle your easy caresses
I must confess your the best
DAY long day dreams
A DREAM cradled finesse a love fest
Now, I'm drowning into you
You've been my definition of love for decades
DAY DREAM I imagine your tenderness
I'm kissing your lips a strawberry lollipop.
Every day dream is of you
Your breath is even beautiful
And the air is sweet between us
My heart grows complicit, it reaches out to you
It's no use days and days from sunrise till sunrise
I want to see you again and again just
To remember how your eyes gleam when
You surrender i want you to know the feeling is
Mutual, things seem dim skies grow a dusty blue
There's only you and me in this union
Daydreams all day long
The sun smiles again
Poetry Day #1: Acrostic
Rainy Day Dreams
Rat-a-tat-tat, the rain pours down again,
All of the land is soaked with the heaven’s tears.
Inducing sadness, yes, but bringing life,
Now that the world can be refreshed once more.
Yet, why must I feel like this rain is drowning me?
Dreaming about the sun, the wind, even the clouds,
Anything that will take away this sorrowful feelings.
Yet the rain still continues to fall down.
Day breaks once more, and I continue to watch the sky.
Red, yellow, orange, pink, and the white clouds float.
Endings are bittersweet, aren’t they?
Although sadness will always be in my heart,
My smile will rise above the pouring rain like the sun,
So I’ll continue to dream until the rain stops once more.
Out on the land of the Red Fox Farm
About 3 miles down, past the barn
There’s a girl sporting overalls and a ponytail
She’s headed to dream on her favorite hay bale
Climbing up on it ready to relax and lay back
With nothing around but a pond and an old shack
She’ll gaze at the clouds as she wonders and dreams
Listening to the wind and the trickling streams
Possibilities are endless, She can be whatever she chooses
In her mind no matter what she does, she never loses
Basketball Star, Astronaut, Fire Fighter, The President
Hopes are big, her will even bigger, this is evident
There’s wealth in money, wealth in self worth
Help other people, be a do-gooder on this earth
End starvation, poverty, make World peace a reality
Be an artist, a poet, make music her specialty
These are the dreams of one little girl
with determination she could change the world
She knew what to do to keep her dreams in sight
Stay in school, nothing good comes with out a fight
Work hard and be dedicated to what ever she may do
The way to succeed is to make education your glue
Now skip ahead and would you believe
That same little girl gave up, it’s hard to conceive
She had such promise, so much potential
I tell you this much what happened was incidental
Cause and effect, it happened like a ripple
Quit her dream and school, started drugs, it’s simple
Started to believe what all the people said
That it was too late she already made her bed
Those were the dreams , the dreams I once had
I know it’s hard to hear, but for me don’t be sad
I’ve learnt my lessons, I’ll make my own second chance
Don’t give up, make your own truth, and fear, don’t give a second glance
illusive ephemeral
transient,short-lived
just in this moment
from memory's sieve
recited or written,
rhythmic or rhyme
to fill a line,
with cadence,divine
fly away image,fly
as swallows in the sky,
to drift, 'til espied
in another's mind's eye
then rest ,and remain
in a different domain,
to inspire or prompt;
yet n'more the same
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The wife saw it all in a dream
The milkman delivered fresh cream
The postman came first
(She thought he would burst)
The newsboy fit her colour scheme
The smell of the freshly cleaned ( stage floor)
The crowd bursting out to cheer in a roar
The beads of water trickling down my forehead
Each step towards the stage as I head
The spotlight was on me; seemed like a 1000 volts
I was waiting for this second my entire life, I thought my heartbeat was at hold
The playback music started with a rock tone,
A chill went down in my backbone
I started to sing as calmly as I could
C’mon ! I was in front of 1000 people , mention I should.
I looked at the faces of my dear ones.
In their eyes I could see the proudness telling me “ you’re doing great , hon”
I looked at the faces of my dear patient audience
It was getting pretty intense; you know the ambience,
The song ended with a lovely note
“Did they like it “? – Was the only question of doubt,
The crowd busted out again to cheer in a roar.
Cheering loudly and saying – “Once more ! ”
Dreams during daytime
will never withhold,
glorious glitter of girded gold,
and shadows like sounds of a sunny sky,
moving the mornig through meandering rye,
and sunrays sowing seeds of a summerly sign.
On wet walls where warm whispers dwell,
in palace rooms where day dreams swell,
A moonlight gleams on secrets old,
In gilded stairs, the past unfolds.
Who dwelt in the palace erewhile?
Why dwellers left, where they exiled?
The mansion waits, in tranquil grace,
Mystery lies in this lone place.
I was standing as in a dream
...wondering was life all it seemed
I was rambling along a road
...lost in thought,was life a code
I was staring through my window
...seeing the world come and go
I was floating in the spring sunshine
...were these surreal moments mine
I was dozing in the cooling shade
...poetic thoughts appear then fade
I was composing as in a dream
..this ode came floating down the stream