Day Dreaming Poems - Poems about Day Dreaming

Looking for something to brighten my day Want to run off and play Preferably free but willing to pay Something to take me away Want to feel happy and gay Maybe have some tea at the local café Attend an event that is underway Some candy and a flower bouquet Eat my full at a delicious buffet Somewhere quiet I can lay Go for a...

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I am gonna stop dreaming I am awaken I am present here receiving Those the graces those blessings of the Lord Arisen I arose, I arise I am His and He is mine 7/2/24 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024...

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Warm sheets, and covered feet Scared to move For the heat could instantly fleet Droopy eyes, and sour breath A new day Another tomorrow But perhaps I'll stay in bed a little bit longer Muscles ache, and time continues to tick But somehow laying in bed makes it all slow down Time stops And energy is restored So...

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Day dreamer, dreaming In the boat with no destination Thinking of life  restoration In the middle of  the sea with her relatives Focusing on how to change their lives Day dreamer, dreaming Strong wind started  blowing Heaving rains started raining Everyone in the boat was so confused Praying to God to be helped Day dreamer,  dreaming...

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I think perhaps or not to dream through clouds above ocean’s peacekeeping to be transfixed on sunsets spellbound by breath of breeze and smell of summer fading February 22, 2022...

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Roses are red and yellow Roses are pink and white Near a that is round A berry tree has grown The birds are flocking to the tree They are at the house that is round Filling their stomachs with berries A howling wind is blowing All through the evening It sounds like a storm While the snowflakes are dancing Quickly zig-zag to the ground Day dreaming of summer While the snowflakes spread...

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Don’t ever wanna wake up from my Tangled tender headed, over played day dreams. Oh my, why did we have to fight? While all the little ignorant boys n girls, Wanna enjoy each others loving sea of grief? I know all parts of you a lil too well, To be able to forget about your gentle being. Why did hopes & dreams...

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Day Dreaming Cowboy Wish I was a cowboy Just for you tonight We’d Waltz and two step Across this bar room floor We’d put quarters in the juke box Till they spilled upon the floor We’d sing along with Hank and Willy Till they couldn’t take it anymore I’d smother you in Belt buckles From my latest rodeo I’d be the cowboy Who rode that bull Ten seconds more I’d...

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Mirage On this journey not knowing how it begun, sensing only the thirst and the heat of the sun. My feet in agony beyond comprehension, but anxious to go, wondering if the village with the in, will soon show. The heat and its hazy vapor is playing with my mind, then I seeing the walking sense of a dreaming soul. An appearance...

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the red glow so far away so close, embraced the burst of innervated dawn restraining its awe the uplift of a lemony-spring sponge-squeezed from the sudsy sun the faucet of quiet waters turned off the aura of a red and white sail on the run and my day’s just begun just wait until the unspooling of the supermoon the sand dunes of midnight dreaminess in the lightly...

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Well Played I’m older now Older than I thought I would ever be My life began in Black and white, then Exploded into electric Crayola vivid colors that Ripped away the veils Turned me on to the Sublime infection called music And all the sensory goodies Flew at my waiting young face With Cat four hurricane force Bosche’s Garden of Earthly Delights Was more a lifestyle than an Incredible oil...

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The time spent thinking up these rhymes, could be put to better use. I could learn a language, or DIY the house. Maybe learn to fly a plane, or sail across the sea, or walk across the Gobi, and drink Mongolian tea. I could learn to play piano, it can't be all that hard, after all, I used to play tin whistle, when...

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Looking up at the waterfall as it cascaded into the pool sound of running water as it flowed downstream his thoughts rambled lost in a day dream always come back to her visions on his mind no matter where he was she would be there smiling he could almost reach out and touch her cheek with a heavy sigh he turned to leave would he ever see her or...

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The impossibilities I think of everyday The fantasies of my own In reality, hard to define I am the girl of several pursuits Wishing to fight all my demons In a hope to find solace Though, I still wait for my prince charming To abode in a enchanted castle On the stars, I want to dazzle There, in the yard, staring hazel I want...

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My Religious Studies School Class At the back of the class on the seat of a wooden writing desk Like a thinner version of Billy Bunter, ink blots and all. Ensconced with both eyes open, listening, but body drifting This was Religious Studies in the old school attic classroom. My name is Michael, the boys call me "Michael...

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