Dreaming Poems - Poems about Dreaming

Is this shared imagination? Thoughts of you, temptation, Love is our human condition, Smiles or hell, fun or perdition, Cupid fired--such precision, Romance is not a decision, Stay in love, enduring charms, Dreaming bliss in your arms, Trust the magic, my advice, Loving you, don't think twice, Bless all our pleasure, Today we shall always treasure!...

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wind blowing my hair heard Seger roll me away woke up on the porch...

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California Dreaming ...

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Through haunting steps was I lured here By a melody faint but clear To this glen where fancy drifted By the rays my sight was gifted Peering through a portal twixt Fae and mortal realm are mixed With heavy eyelids did I trace Beyond a doorway fairy laced A land that to a sleeper seeming Would only appear to one who's...

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Tuatha de Danann Dreaming (A lone Irish voice whispers into the night, as a single white candle burns. Looking at a picture of a beautiful woman) With time-worn But stubborn like a six-inch Jerusalem thorn Dreaming Forlorn Tonight Of Halcyon Nights With you, my love When memories waterwheels slowly turn, And midnight candles burn As my inner film projectors play I also remember...

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(“Dragon’s Eye”, 2024, original encaustic) Waking To Duality I wake from a dream Where I’d been in nondual samadhi A vivid clarity of thoughtless meditation I tried to sustain once awake Until I realized I probably have such dreams All the time and never know. The vanity and thus duality of life Is the desire and attempt to recreate What already is Making...

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The chill retreats, a whispered thaw, As spring's sweet breath begins to draw Life from the earth, with a gentle hand, Kissing the sleeping, frozen land. My cherry tree, so stark and bare, Now feels like a gentle brush upon the air, Reaching to skies, with its slender frame, Whispering secrets of petals by name. A canopy of palest bloom, Dispelling winter's fading gloom, Soft...

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Dreams - is their origin from merely A vivid imagination, Because for millenniums stretching Back, to the beginning of Civilization, Dreams have forever intrigued man. They even approached the gods of yesteryear, Don’t know what they were smoking, But they must have been rocking, For they had to appear sane, This side of the windowpane. Philosophers, psychologists, astrologists All had to come...

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Slipping into sleep, we see the tumbler fall, poised in stillness, remaining fully aware, surfing astral realms, standing within them tall, single eye seeing through illusions threadbare, whence we pause flow of thought causing this dream squall, that Self as living light, with God’s love may pair. We then come back the way we went, stage by stage, as begins a new...

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Your treasured memory flashes like a falling star from my mind's eternal sky It creates cosmic time loops where spirits from the tomb gather While old conversations, like white snow, falls As time no longer flies With such glitz and glamour And whenever I see your face amongst others again in that time loop As in,...

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Attention! Attention!! Attention!!! Take note, be aware As we rewind it, let me remind you What was your aspirations When you were a kid? Did you achieve it? Are you still on it or forgone? Another reminder, without rewinding Are you dreaming or having vivid imaginations?? If it's when you're sleeping at night Wake up, it's an illusion It's a collection...

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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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In the backwoods of my soul where dreams are lost and moments grow cold among the bitter of a winter’s storm as embers of frosty feelings ooze through the melancholic drifting, nomadic, aimless guilty of only the grief brought to life in the twilight reflections still and weathered wearied by the truth forever and always colored in hues soundless music, foretelling wings like leaves, dancing free hovering beneath the...

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A family purchased Peter Pan in the bookstore the other day… and when it was time for them to go I found myself smiling as I was reminded of a time…not so long ago. Peter Pan was one of our grandson’s favorite books… I haven’t thought about it in years… How it was filled with pirates, adventure…with joy, laughter and...

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Today, lying on the hospital bed. The professionals asked me to relax. It was only a simple medical procedure, There was no anesthetic to put me to sleep. I wished to hear some music, That would be perfect. Then, first thing came to my mind, Was you standing by my bedside. Held my hand and sang me some lullaby. Well, that was what I...

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