Visions Dream Poems | Examples
These Visions Dream poems are examples of Dream poems about Visions. These are the best examples of Dream Visions poems written by international poets.
The sun demands the waking world look back,
But silver doors slide open in the dark;
An uncracked stone, a vessel kept intact,
Reveals a void where hidden planets arc.
From salted depths, the ancient spirits rise,
A bridge of silver scales across the blue,
While silent strangers watch from foreign skies,
And cosmic chaos turns to order true.
Upon the sand I stand without alarm,
A quiet anchor in the shifting night,
Enfolded in a grand, celestial charm,
To watch the hidden world ascend to light:
We are not lonely keepers of the stone;
The myths are real, and we are not alone.
Candide Diderot. '26
visions and thoughts from a lucid dream - 11/08/26...
My dreams flow into an ocean of peace,
sea breezes and sandcastles so ornate.
I inhale them sharply yet cannot see,
I’m being guided by unconsciousness.
Sea breezes and sandcastles so ornate,
it’s hard to take in what my mind has built.
Density sits, dressed like a hurricane.
I inhale them sharply yet cannot see,
visions so pungent they wrap me in salt.
Arid waves paint twenty four carat skies.
I’m being guided by unconsciousness,
finding fulfilled in an alternate realm.
All this took was some imagination.
Waking pigment from deep slumber,
Accidents by chance do happen:
Tableaus waiting to suddenly appear,
Eager brushstrokes like a wand revealing hues,
Random musing concept to concrete.
Cathartic childlike pleasure of creating,
Optimizing thoughts outside the box.
Leisure becomes a fun experience
Of captivating imaginings out of thin air,
Unleashing wild and latent dreams:
Reverie’s gateway to our world.
Morning imagery born of night’s celestial visions,
Artistic inclinations smooth the way.
Graceful graphics give voice to our dreams
Intensely improvising when words do not suffice,
Celebrating expression in all its lavish ways.
AP: 2nd place 2026
Upon the gentle plain where dreams do lie,
The sun ascends with golden, hopeful gleam,
Soft whispers stir the grass as winds pass by,
And spirits wake within the field of dream.
Here visions bloom as petals on the vine,
Each thought a seed, each wish a shining star,
In morning’s hush, the heart and soul entwine,
To wander far where silent wonders are.
O muse, attend this sacred ground of thought,
Where aspirations rise and shadows fade,
Enchantment’s touch in every corner wrought,
By gentle hand, the world anew is made.
Let none forsake the field where hope is sown,
For in such dreams, the brightest light is known.
Café au lait and croissant.
Dreamy visions of Paris by the Seine.
I close my wanderlust eyes.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2026
"The future belongs to those who believe in the
beauty of their dreams." _ Eleanor Roosevelt
I dream at night
intricate tapestries of beauty,
and fantastical landscapes captivating.
I take a journey to the future,
transported beyond my present reality
with visions of what this world could me.
I take a magical escape,
for I believe that my dreams give me hope.
May Mjölnir's might strengthen you.
May your thoughts flow from Runic streams.
May your chosen path feel miraculous,
And may the northern winds uplift you,
So that Yggdrasil fills you with kindness!
May Frigg ignite your divine visions!
May Freyja summon fertile dreams.
May Magical Mead pour freely from above,
Letting your courage lead to valorous action!
Walk the forest's path, where unique trees and flora thrive.
Listen to the wildlife 'round the trees.
Meet your inspirational animals,
And live boldly as one who ventures forth with courage,
Allowing the vines and flowers to entice you---
That they may be your good companions.
By Moonlight's grace, embrace the space.
The Cosmos sends romantic dreams to you.
With their wings from Starlight and Sky blue,
Their enchantment bathes minds anew.
Such flaming Orbs bind dreamers to rainbow hues!
May magic blossoms enchant the vicinity
And Clouds bestow Cosmic affinity!
Let snow Faeries flutter among frosty trees
And breezes fulfill your hopes for glee!
May Faery dancers set you free!
With Starlit gowns and flowing streams,
The Orbs anointing your mind in dreams.
Imagination is their instrument.
May the Fae wonder be bright and innocent,
As Faery visions carry you to the bright Infinite!
When longings and reveries are captured
in moments of fantasy
As you gaze into a starry night
dreaming of crimson Knights and Castles
Wishing to be saved from the flames of dragons
and seeking visions of a lover with noble blood
Walking with you through a castle's keep
towards a garden of beauty
Where a rose is plucked and placed in your hand
as a treasured gift of romantic yearnings
Allowing your heart to drift away on clouds
into the heavens
As you are carried in the arms of a Knight
through the halls of the castle
where torches shine on the cobbled stones
to light the way to love's embracing call
These are the dreamings of your heart
and the romantic pagentry of your soul
Eating your leafy words
Is wise,
Not absurd,
Not a vitamin guise.
Sweet logorrhea of crimson carrots
And great golden potatoes
With blueberry beauties
Nibbling newborn walnuts.
Sage sachets invoke lucid lentils lore,
Rosy resonance forevermore.
The tastiest side salad awaits
With vanilla visions for all my mates.
I'm coherently linking leafy greens,
A poet's realm of vegetable things.
Linking lavender to raspberry resonance,
Merry mustard seeds, and petite pumpkins.
Starlit sunflower seeds are swirling
While the ivory cauliflower is boiling,
And raspberries on broomsticks baffle
The mischievous umber mushrooms.
Those who eat dinner with me
Will digest split pea poetry,
A discerning dinner with glee,
Filling our carefree cups with timeless tea.
He recently told me about a rush of dreams and visions
about his rapidly approaching end.
He comes from a long chain of seers.
So, I tend to believe him.
This chain of seers ended with me.
My Mind Place
stand with me here
i wish to take you to my
mind place
it is my secret friend
since 1953
together
we scanned the harvest skies
heard distant harmonica melodies
far away
seeking white teeth exhalations
and perfumed eyes
together
we peered in wonder to the waxing west
to the east and to the north
the tremolo places grinning ascendant
above jealous flowers swaying naked
inside the mad sweet swirl
of luscious winds we did see
pastel visions of the dead
inside green ghost rooms
electrified
my shadow
aglow
and bobbing
a peaceful heart
with
its recurring visions
of
a bright light
at
the end
of
a long tunnel
AP: 3rd place 2025
Myriad of wired scenes consumes me
Stained by Hades , shadows lurk
Within a lunar widescreen of a dream---
Voices raking with madness...lost
On phosphorus wisp of evening
Despite frail light in the shade-
Bleak visions cascade on damp floor
Ghastly these shadows crawling
Through serpentine weaves , as if
To pluck my soul, their angst unreleased:
I slither into deeper caves of dreams
Rummaging my last trails of grace,
My faith begging for prayers to lilt...
Until my body wakes, rocking gently
Changing macabre hours into twirls
Of calm, a behest from morning god
While I finally slay my own ghosts.
1st place
Joel 2:28
And afterward, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your old men will dream dreams, your young men will see visions.
It will not be reserved—
not for temples,
nor for thrones.
The Spirit will come
like rain on cracked ground,
falling freely on
sons with burning tongues,
daughters with open palms,
the old who dare to dream again,
the young who carry fire in their eyes.
Prophecy will not wear robes,
nor visions wait for wisdom's age.
It will pour out—
on all flesh,
like wind through dry bones,
like breath once held too long.
And the world will tremble
at the sound of voices
that once were still.