Sweet Dreams
 

Posted this in my journal to test the waters, and was happy enough with it to extend it for your viewing pleasure. Enjoy.


Sweet Dreams


"Sweet Dreams" he said that night,
as our chat ended at a late hour.
With a smile I turned out the light,
my thoughts drifting away beyond my power.

And as I was standing there,
soft light reflected on the waters;
Out of the shadows crept a grey mare,
her footsteps speaking a whisper ever softer.

Until no longer in the moonlight
was her graceful form in view.
But still twinkling from twilight
were on petals glistening drops of dew.

With so light a step to not wake those asleep,
A wandering path leads to a shore.
Every step further towards the deep,
A calm gentle soothing is felt slightly more.

Details and memories dwindle in number,
I've been floating forever, it seems.
Until sunlight rays break through my slumber,
All because someone said "sweet dreams".

Very nice.....makes you want to count your blessings, thanx.

Sweet dreams indeed.

Thanks for your comments, Tecoyah & Six :)

The juices are just flowing lately, this is inspired by Sting's "Desert Rose"


Gardens in the Desert Sand

The first hint of a coming change
almost undectable, a shift in the air
Brings to near sweet nectar,
gardens in the desert sand

Summer sun, never wavering
as it makes its journey overhead
Warm and heavy, the air encloses the senses
Brings to near sweet nectar,
gardens in the desert sand

A look above brings to view
an endless sapphire ocean
Slowly losing precious ground
to the steady march of foreboding clouds
which brings to near sweet nectar,
gardens in the desert sand

The invisible weight, a sweet intoxication
suspense mouting as the army draws closer
The winds find their voice;
their howling chorus
brings to near sweet nectar,
gardens in the desert sand

At last the first drop is let
slowly a steady symphony
of pit pat fills the air
Until the earth knows of no other sound
and brings to near sweet nectar,
gardens in the desert sand

With hands outstretched
and head upturned
every drop a trip to paradise
Turning with the wind
hidden in the dust
There I stand
drinking of sweet nectar,
gardens in the desert sand

Claps of lightning
a roar of thunder break
the reverie
Already the clouds have
found a new destination
And with them they take
ever further sweet nectar,
gardens in the desert sand

I like how you use repatition in it with the last line and a half. Good freeverse!

A Smile

Little more than a twitch of muscles
it can shape your mind for a day.

A stranger's friendly grin
A child's, toothless.
A day goes from full of clouds
to full of hope.

The knowing smile of one near and dear
warms straight through
A day goes from quickly forgotten
to marked forever in memory.

No escape in immunity,
no vaccination possible.

I love the way you lay down the words and they flow into me...

JRVA -

Thanks for the comment... I usually read the poems outloud to myself as I'm working on them.... glad to see they have an effect on someone else. I think spoken words can have so much power :)

Another addition:


Sapphire Glass

A bone chilling breath across my cheek
A dead stillness in the air
Eyes adjust to the darkness

All to be seen in the shroud of black
Two orbs of sapphire, glass
Their gaze fixed upon my face

Obeying the silent command
Blankets fall away as I step beyond
The ground rushing, bringing oblivion

Except this ground holds translucent shades
Bent in the light cast by distant stars above
Faded lavender, then single blades
Holding perfectly shaped dew
dance across my vision

My mind struggles past lethargy
Age, wisdom reflected in those staring depths
Holding under key solutions of this mystery
Drowning out hope, leaving only veiled truth

In the same instant both comforted and terrified
Torn with indecision to heed or defy
Unspoken orders emitted from those spheres of ice
No longer time to choose

Lifted away, still not a clue
All too soon back within familiar sights
Left to wake once again
Alone, but haunted,
by piercing orbs of sapphire glass.

Very good way of setting a errie feeling and mood to the poem.

Continuing with the spooky mood describing the orbs as eyes in darkness watching your every move. Very good!

A dark wisdom killing hope. I like it.

Nice way of showing both your feelings as well as the power of the orbs.

That last line is my favorite. I like how you described the sapphire glass's gaze as piercing.:)

That's my favorite line too... I started out with that and had to make sure I put it in there somewhere!

This piece is dedicated to a special person who's become an awesome friend.

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~ Dedicated to NiceGuy ~

I was speechless for a while, and I guess I still am!

amonkie, your words are so beautiful! From them flow a kindness that pierces to my heart and soul. It looks great too! Thank you!:icare:

~ Thanks to NiceGuy for his help :) ~




Twinkling Eyes

Weary bones lay to rest
Another night has begun
Distant staccato fire pierces
No longer does he jump

Fatigue felt to his soul
So foreign a burden
Even closed eyes cannot remove
Untold horrors of the day

A frozen smile catches his eye
His saving grace in a never-ending hell
Her eyes twinkling back
A secret to tell

To return to his love
This life left behind
No greater wish
Could his heart make

Sleep overcomes
Fixed gaze slowly lets
Gunfire turned fireworks
As he dreams of his wife

Awake with a flash
He goes to save lives
So that other soldiers
Can join their wives

Now it's his turn
To come back from hell
A joyous returning
To his heart and will

A beautiful tribute to the military medics in Iraq!

i was truely captivated by sweet dreams. i know you must hear it a lot but thank you for sharing because your writing is truely inspiring and absolutely wonderful

Thanks you.. Its good to read what other people have in there minds... What objects mean to them and the value of things around them...

Thanks for all your comments everyone :)

Working on another one, but was working like an insane person all last week, so waiting for the pieces to come together.

Broken China


Catching the eye in passing
patterns on glass win a second glance
Thoughts of what could go missing
Hand outstretched, he takes a chance

The delicate china placed at the center
Life moving onward, hand in hand
exhilarating, so much better
than ages solitary on a stand

Until one day, the moment came
hand once outstretched drops china to shatter
innocence lost, never the same
only shards remain of what no long matters

Slowly jagged fragments gather
Is eternity incomplete now her fate?
To now protect, a wall around her
Attempts to restore a pleasing state

Good.:)

Envelope of Silence

To some, a burden to bear
An existence not quite perfect

But to gain at the loss of one,
heightened sensation

Every touch felt
Every movement captured

Life's most important messages
found trifled not with words

Universal language prevails
far beyond spoken tones

To long for that not known?
Perhaps best left a mystery

An envelope of silence
to better appreciate
the echo of a whisper.

Damn....that was GREAT.

Agreed.

Here..... then Gone.


A mirage dancing before my eyes
Gone before dreams become reality
Life as on puppet strings
only moved when summoned

Rendered immobile at the whim
of whomever holds the strings
Powerless from the beginning
Life breathed in by skillfull hands

Lively dance
smiling face

Until robbed of breath
and put to death

Here, then gone
no mind of one's own.

I'm sure many have felt this way before....


Watched Clock

An hour to go
A watched clock ticks so slow

Sick of this chair,
Inanimate monitor returns my stare

Cute guys all around
Who couldn't tell me from the ground

A single phone gives a ring
Makes us all want to sing

Saying the same things all day
Almost time to leave and play

To go home to an empty house
I could probably hear a mouse

Calming Waters

A spot to rest under an emerald ceiling
Noises of urban life left far behind, unseen

All around, music to the ears
From trickling brook to cascading falls
Nature's symphony has an audience

Perched nearby, a soloist robin bobs about
Small little twitters accompany the sounds
All else falling silent to the chorus

Leaves gently rocking
Their hue almost too vibrant
Occasional crags of stone, towering
Peek through the colorful curtain

Refreshed, ascent begins again
Another place to stop,
A different melody
Just as tranquil, calming waters

Who ever would want to leave this place?

Sleeping Angel

Softly he crept in, closed door blocking light
No sound for fear she'd wake
He stood watch over his new angel,
Every eyelash resting peacefully

No one ever told him
She'd make him feel this way
In his eyes, a perfect masterpiece
Every stare revealing more mystery

Her tiny hands in fists
Each finger so carefully detailed
When clasped around his hand,
More powerful than grown foes

When her eyes were open
So thoughtfully they'd stare
Pulling at his heart's strings
Her smile made his day

His life found new purpose
In this little bundle of pink
A better place, the world to make
Beauty for his sleeping angel

Circle of Life


Circle of Life
a timetable of its own
Moving forward without permission
Holding back when all else fails
a demon meant to torment?
or a gift disguised

amonkie, so happy to see these here!
I'll come back again re-read and comment again once they've sunk in over time.
Thanks for the good contribs!

Good work! Keep it up!

Very nice. Do people also post song lyrics here as well?

Just wondering,

People post anything of a written nature, that is their own work. If you are looking to post lyrics from bands you like or something, check out the Titled Music thread.

Endless Time

chills around
heart pounds
trapped in the now
what I'd give to move
forward or back
rewrite history
a rescue or a curse
to change stars ahead

so now the wait begins
a room never ending
accompanied alone
to begin walking
is to be always wandering

But to stay
is to be crushed
soul and mind alike
bent under stress
answers, questions
one always forms another
no end in sight

Lost

A wall of glass
visible to all but me
small things to laugh
but me, do you see?

Am I a fire to you
to touch me burns?
Or am I left
to my own defenses
All stripped from me in turn

My eyes cry out
For a single genuine touch
A willing ear to hear,
A word to soothe

Maybe you once saw my eyes
for you turned away
Left me standing here
Blindly to find my way

Truth Unknown


Mystery standing before
Almost unveiled
Still enough darkness
Secrets left untold

A test of strength
Mocking tease
To my mind

With wisdom, lost hope
Of dreams and smiles
Shoulder set,
The world to face

To look back brings ache
Innocence, carefree
For to see the world
Rose colored glasses

No possible balance
Search for a fulcrum
Proves futile

Worst of all
Lack of choice
Death to soul
Rose or wisdom

*picks up jaw from floor*

Wow! Excellent group of works.

I have been pondering taking up writing since I feel a need to express myself. I think you just inspired me to do so.


thanks

Glad to be a source of inspiration! It took someone sparking me before I really got back into writing recently. Look forward to seeing your contributions here! :)

Love Takes A Leap



Some say love takes a leap
A leap of faith
A stride of trust

Standing at the crumbling edge
Clutching the rail of safety
Hanging as if life
Depends upon my hold

I leapt once, tumbling down
The canyon growing taller
Hitting rocks of lies
A sharp cliff of betrayal

Enough tears
To have cried a river
Which only hardens
The final blow

A climb before me
Each step passing
Memories
Some block my path
Others move boulders

From the summit
Much time has passed
Warily gazing across
The all expansive gulf
A chance to rest
Hand on an ever present rail

To say love takes a leap
But to have only fallen
So much more will it take
To erase pain, to trust

So long, holding on
hands tired of safety
But no arms in which
To take the leap and land

Old, but new poem:

All of the others I've posted here as I wrote them, this one is out of order since I just cleaned my purse and found it scribbled on a piece of scrap paper, so should go between Truth Unknown and Love takes a Leap- more from the evolution of my mind:


Drained from worry
Mind set at ease
A lesson learned
Nature, no man owns

Now to tread more carefully
Wary of paths uncovered
hiding danger underfoot
Smiling baby, fatal bite

For some reason my inspirations seem to always come as I should be drifting off to sleep....


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~ In memory of Rat's grandfather ~

COOL! That's awesome! The pic looks like a night shot overlying a sunset shot. And great poem!:thumbsup::thumbsup: