Long Dreaming Poems

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Premium Member In the Year of the Dragon

In the Year of the Dragon

In a world that has gone so wrong
Where gaslighting is the only light most see
There must be a way
To rise to the surface
Break free
And get a breath of real fresh air.

Of course there is,
But it’s not what you think.
It’s not to trust the science or the polls
Or fake fact checkers,
It’s to do something completely different
Like Monty Python
Or Mary Poppins showed.

Something so different is disturbs even yourself
Something so outside the box
That all that’s left is the ridiculous
Making you think you might just die
Of laughter
Before you get your next breath.

But breathe we do
Again and again,
And again again.

What we need is levity after all
To break down the walls of despair and fear
And earnestness.
It’s all bullsh*t after all, right?
So get with it and hone those bullsh*ting skills
Like your life depends upon it.

Because it does.
Because the world as we know it
Needs a little deconstructing
As it hardens into a little cyst.
And the best way to do that is to quit believing
Quit trying and dreaming
And hoping to become,
And instead just be.

And when we just are
The absurdity of it all
Will simply shine,
And as it shines
Mirage-like in the shimmering heat
We rise disembodied in the light
Without identity, without a care
Free at last of all the silly things
We use to hold ourselves down and in
And beneath
All we want to be,
Which is
In the end
Simply free.

So relax
And float up
Up and away laughing.
It’s not a bad way to go.

(9/6/24)
Form: Narrative


Premium Member Sweet Lips Just Kissed- -

verse 1.I remember when life was good and then'
Love, was shared through out the land;
and I remember when  love was good and then;

You came into my life
You be me asked to be my wife;
and right then you stopped and gave me a ride;
And In your own sweet way you drove me to love and I was your guide;
I was your guide

chorus
Sweet lips just kissed
Me with your gentle little...
Sweet lips just missed
Your pretty little figure
and I love you, love you, love you so
I just wanna let you know.. I love your lips those sweet lips

verse 2.I remember when love was all so grand;
Girl, you really cared and I was just your man;
I remember when you was mad, made me so sad, (so, so sad)
And In your own sweet way you drove me to love and I was your guide;
I was your guide

chorus
Sweet lips just kissed
Me with your gentle little...
Sweet lips just missed
Your pretty little figure
and I love you, love you, love you so
I just wanna let you know.. I love your lips those sweet lips

verse 3.Mama Oh, mama where is the girl I left in the middle of my heart;
Mama Oh, mama where is her whom I miss so much;
It's my wish that we could yet still kiss;
But wait a minute I see her in my mind;
I see her eyes, wait on here mama I can see her lonely face, little wonder;
As I wander from place to place
S.. is she for real, or mama was I dreaming the whole thing
H.. God, Dear Lord God can you tell me how I'm really feeling
E.. the letters of she which in meaning she's back
now I'm on the right track


9/11/70
written by James Edward Lee
Form: Lyric

Premium Member What Is This Space

What is this Space.

What is this space, where I am in between
This moment that I use, and then is cast
Twix places I am going, and the many I have been
This moment that is now, and then is passed

What marvels have I missed in an eyes blink
What words ignored whilst dreaming out the day
So many, when, about it all, I think
And now I want, to late, for gone are they

Slipping by aloof, Times unseen wave
He scatters treasures, both in blue and gold
No promises along the way he gave
Was up to me to take them and to hold

So now I wake, the mind, the door, flung wide
Though memories of the past I can’t replace
I welcome blue and gold on rushing tide
And no longer have too ask, what is this space.
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member An Aphrodisiac In My Cereal

Poems are just rolling out these days
Maybe something's been added to my cereal
Or maybe the water in my morning coffee
It's definitely something unreal

Love you say, could that be the reason?
This feeling seems quite reminiscent
It's been quite awhile but we never do forget
This feeling of love so MAGNIFICENT

Whatever the reason, whatever the cause
Really hope it lingers for a while
Like no other feeling, this passion divine
Been wearing a perpetual smile

Am I dreaming, gonna pinch myself hard
Really seems too good to be true
But I won't rock the boat, gonna let it all flow
It's Heaven, between me and you

Am I gushing too much, tell me WHOAA BACK
Would try but there's no guarantee
Maybe an aphrodisiac's been added to my cereal
Something strange is happening to me

© Jack Ellison 2013
Form: Quatrain

The Breeze Is Blowing Gently

The wind is blowing up gently
To float the hair of the evening primrose           
It is going to dust the clouds off slightly
Making the sunset more brightly glow

The lights afar are flashing vigorously     
That's the place of my warm home           
The violin is singing pathos long ago         
Flowing my deep missing into a stream
          
The boat in the sea is swaying          
It is dreaming of a distant sail           
The voyage must be the childhood tales       
That will be thousands of miles 
          
The night outside your window is getting stronger      
It is turning out to be the incense ink 
To gather a cluster of grass as a pen when I arrived        
To write down the words at the bottom of my heart
           
Making a sweet poem accomplished here         
Also by sprinkling with the fragrance of the tuberose          
To spread it everywhere in front of your window
To tell you that is my love arriving home


Life and Death, the Unseen Battle

Oh please sweet spirit child,   
Take no heed of them grotesque trees. 
Whistling desolation lullabies,   
Nor  the raggedy stars hanging 
In a rotten purple sky.   
Beckoning your name  to land of the dead.   
  
Oh sweet spirit child,   
Look at the crumbling gravel beneath your feet. 
The wind will blow, the crows entice,   
And all  roads will depart into a contorted mists, 
There is no memories in these rivers of   
Dreaming fogs. 
Only fields of illusion green, 
  
Oh please don't go sweet spirit child,   
To where the water meets the wild, 
It is there that death awaits 
Upon his mirrored lake,   
Silently implacablably,   
 On a raft of decaying reeds. 
  
Oh sweet spirit child,   
Do you feel tears dripping upon serene skin. 
Your mother making promises   
She will keep, 
"I will never leave you thou 
This world is hard, this world is cruel, 
my love is true only white innocence   
Burns in my heart for you 
  
Come back to us sweet spirit child"

Premium Member Dreams Never Lost

I had many dreams
                When life was so full, almost giddily exuberant, 
                                Everything felt beautiful -
                                Music, laughter, friends, 
                                        I had it all.

                  They were all about fame and pride and success -
                            dreams of being a singer, a writer, 
                                 being rich, being admired! 


                          Everything feels so superfluous, 
                                  so non-essential now! 
                               What makes me content -
                a yellow bird's song, a creeping vine on my fence.
             An almost forgotten music from the past makes me cry,  
                    I can listen to that music all day, every day.


                                  I still keep dreaming, 
           Dreams painted with a deft hand on the shores of my heart, 
                        Only they are not so visible any more! 
                             Laughter is subdued, Music low, 
                           Conversations quiet, Lights mellow, 
             What is important are precious memories of togetherness,
                            I keep dreaming those dreams! 

       

                                 October 30, 2020
                  For "Inward Reflections" Premiere Contest
                        Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke

                        For "Strand - 1048" poetry Contest
                              Sponsor: Brian Strand

Premium Member With You

I fly like a blue bird inside
Just at the sound of your words
You say you want to take care of me
But what does that mean I ask 
And what do I have to do

Would I be enough to hold you
Captive in heart despite miles apart
I long for love too but true
I am like a rose who wears thorns
I want you close despite scorn

As I push away all suitors
I come to you in my mind
I explore all the possibilities 
And long for you to be near me
Is this the happily ever after start

You are dear to me and inspire fear
At the same time as you are kind
And warm chatty and happy
Will you come to me if I go to you
Perhaps I will stop dreaming and just
Live love life…with you.

Premium Member Flame of Love

Verse 1         A flame lit a romance in the silence of the night 
                   Growing with an indescriptible passion
                   Merging eternally two heart beats in one
                   Giving birth to a love blessed by life

Prechorus     Let emotion flows through your heart
                   Let emotion flows through your mind
                   Let emotion flows through your veins 
                   Succumb to the feeling that makes the world goes around

Chorus         Listen without fear to the rhythm that dictates your soul 
                   Listen without fear to the rhythm that dictates your soul

Verse           Two strangers met by chance and united by the universe
                   Wish to fall in love without limitations
                   Dreaming to seal their commitment in the chapel of love
                   Exchanging the vows hand written with tenderness

Prechorus     Let emotion flows through your heart
                   Let emotion flows through your mind
                   Let emotion flows through your veins 
                   Succumb to the feeling that makes the world goes around

Chorus (x 2) Listen without fear to the rhythm that dictates your soul 
                   Listen without fear to the rhythm that dictates your soul

1/2 Verse 3   Eyes reveal with vehemence
                   What is happening inside of the heart

Prechorus     Let emotion flows through your heart
                   Let emotion flows through your mind
                   Let emotion flows through your veins 
                   Succumb to the feeling that makes the world goes around

Chorus (x 3) Listen without fear to the rhythm that dictates your soul 
                   Listen without fear to the rhythm that dictates your soul


February 10, 2017
Form: Lyric

Loosing time

Every day lost, like whispers in the breeze,  
Mom watches the clock, her heart begging, "Please."  
Once, laughter echoed through sun-dappled trees,  
Now silence lingers, a soft, aching tease.  

Lake trips and river days, where joy used to flow,  
Nature walks hand in hand, where love used to grow.  
But the kids are all busy, their lives on the go,  
Unaware of the moments that slip like the snow.  

In the mirror, she sees the gray creeping in,  
Wrinkles like stories of where she’s been.  
Aches in her body, reminders of time,  
Yet her heart beats with youth, still vibrant, still prime.  

"Remember the picnics, the stars in the night?  
The fireflies dancing, the world feeling right?"  
But they nod and they smile, then vanish from sight,  
Chasing their dreams, while she waits for the light.  

Each day that goes by is a treasure unclaimed,  
A canvas of memories, now faded, unnamed.  
She longs for their laughter, their stories, their play,  
But they’re lost in the hustle, too busy to stay.  

"Just one more adventure, one day by the lake,  
One moment together, for old times' sake."  
But the phone stays silent, the calendar’s bare,  
And she wonders if they know how much she still cares.  

So she sits by the window, the sun on her face,  
Dreaming of days filled with warmth and with grace.  
For every day lost is a chance to embrace,  
The love that still lingers, the joy of seeing their face.  

So she’ll keep on hoping, with each passing dawn,  
That they’ll find their way back, before she is gone.  
For the heart knows no age, it’s forever in bloom,  
And the love of a mother never fades, it's forever true.
Form: Rhyme

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