Dreamers Poems

WALK WITH DREAMERS

I have always been a dreamer…
It is something I can’t control…
My mom use to say dreams are the way 
God whispers to your soul.

By the amount of dreams I’ve dreamed…
all the dreams into this world I've brought…
If my mom was correct…God has whispered to me…a lot! 

And I’ve been lucky because many of my dreams

To the Dreamers

We were witches brewing potions from twigs and berries in our backyards
Amateur astronomers wide eyed under the stars 
We were royalty having tea in makeshift tents in our living room floors
Children with limitless imagination 
We were kings of the world
Never knowing the existence of locked doors
We were told our whole lives that those envelopes were

Dreamers

She's taller bolder than the rest 
She repsesents the human nature,
In heart her kindness dosen't hurt 
Some say beauty in black beauty in luck
You see beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder 
Everyone deserves to be loved 
Everything deserves to be observed 
I cherish every beauty in nature 
Things that can't be measured

the world is not made for dreamers

The world is not made for dreamers, creatives, artists
those who are guided by emotions and passion 

    so many how have talent crushed 
by the  systems  instead of nurtured 

   so few can make it 
for there dreams crushed

Dreamers Adrift on Waft Canvas

Near ocean surf, buds bloom.
Duet-sashay in silky dress.
Side to side sway of locks.
Teeny feet in tall grass.

Brunette and strawberry blonde.
Pinwheel-limbs like pale ballerinas.
Midnight-bare without glass,
Fairy-soles in overgrown freesia.

Sisters in momentum of glee.
Brushed eyes, opened and closed.
Dreamers adrift on waft canvas.
Ebb-flow of pink stars, superimposed.

Lovers' Dream

Two lovers walk intertwined watching the waves as they roll across the endless shore. Their love for each other unbreakable and eternal. The lovers’ hearts so interlaced they beat as one instead of two.

Together in life, in death, into what comes beyond. The lovers walk a singular path, a path that is certain to have

Thinkers and dreamers far ahead of me

What do you think about
     when you stare at the sky?
Thinking about tomorrows
     or of the days gone by?
Maybe you hear angels
     greeting those who have gone,
While I feel the teardrops
     of those kept here too long.

Are your dreams

Ode to all African Dreamers of the Written Word

In the vast and verdant landscape of African literature, a constellation of luminous stars once shone bright, their radiant light illuminating the complexities of a continent’s soul.
 
 O Achebe, Awoonor, Mongo Beti, Ama Ata Aidoo, Peggy Oppong, Dennis Brutus, Kwesi Brew, etc.!
 So these Chroniclers of the Human Experience and Visionaries of the Written

Runners and Dreamers

All my life,
I’ve ran from what is,
Out of fear, but hope too,
For my minutes with you are short.
I run for
You, I run towards you, afraid that all
Of us are broken, the
Clock does not mend lives,
It just breaks us again, so I
Will keep running, I have
Dreams, I’ve lovingly dreamed,
I run after them for those of
Us that

An Age of Charmed Dreamers

‘Blessed I was to be young in an age of charmed dreamers.’

Childhood in suburbia wanting for nothing;
Kickball and flashlight tag ‘til dinner was set; 
Be home by the time the neighborhood’s lit. 
Painting the sky with the glow in our eyes no 
worries we were just free to be kids; 
Talking we always wished that

Dreamers and Poets

Close your eyes my friend and you might once again 
hear our laughter clinging to the breeze that moves through the open windows of childhood memories. 
Take a deep breath and smell the sweet scent of alfalfa dancing down Fourth Street at dusk, the apple blossoms of spring, or the rich earthy scent of freshly

The Old Dreamers

The dreamers

She has fallen asleep in the living room, watching TV
I feel guilty should have joined her, but soap opera, do my head in
Now, I am going to sit near her on the sofa and when she wakes up
She will think I have been sitting there all the time
She will be happy and hold my

Beautiful Dreamers

Red is in the flower beds of roses, petunias and carnations,
Blooms dream in magical moonlight, now that stars are out,
And permeate a deep, black night, with burgundy fragrance!
Amidst the rich pearl dewdrops, breezes are scattered about,
As fond reveries of bronzed sunshine, under pale stars flout!

The Unknown Dreamer

The Unknown Dreamer 
David J Walker

I saw myself in a rerun of 
the Johnny Carson show
from 1974
	       with five more
guests before 	
	        I would blow
through the curtains and take a bow

Oh 
I remember how 
he announced 
my name clearly and then went
Into

Dreamers

Dreamers
What can you see in the New World to come
The things that you dream of when you rest in the sun
You lay in your bed with the thoughts so clear
The things coming true will give reason to cheer

Is it animals and birds or fish in the sea
Or the loved one from the grave that’s finally

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