Day Dreaming Poems - Poems about Day Dreaming

Need to Play

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

SPIRITUAL DAY DREAMING-

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

Lazy Day

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

Day Dreamer

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

To Dream Away the Day

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

Day Dreaming

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

Often Day Dreaming

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

Day Dreaming Cowboy

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

Mirage

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

Day Dreaming

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

Well Played

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

Day Dreaming

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

Day Dreaming

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

Day Dreaming

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

Grammar School Day Dreaming

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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