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[aid] => mick
[title] => My Forest Of Dreams
[time] => 2008-04-05 14:09:21
[hometext] => This poem I think many people will be able to relate to. Beautiful but a simple message. Comments are appreciated.
[bodytext] => As I walk , I close my eyes and feel. The only thing that matters is my forest. It is real. I close my eyes. The beauty makes me smile. I run through the tall grass, and I'm alive for awhile. I feel the sun and a soft breeze on my face. The world that I once knew is gone without a trace. I hear water. Lets look around and see. I can see nothing, but the flowers and the trees. Suddenly a bird lands on my sholder. It's a swallow. It fly's off and flick's it's tail. As if to say follow. It's leads the way. Through a meadow of lavender and grass. I sigh happily. My anxiety is starting to pass. We burst through some bushes. I stare in awe. I gasp at the beauty of a multicolor waterfall. It empties into a fast flowing stream. The colors change so nothing is what it seems. I walk to the edge, and stare into green then blue. The surface is ever changing and I cannot see through. I wander away. Back to my meadow. The sun is setting. All light turns to shadow. The sun is gone and out comes night. The the stars and the moon ever so bright. I lay down on the grass and stare up into eternity. I breath, filled with peace and serenity. I then sigh sadly. Wishing this could last. But my moment of happyness is about to pass. I open my eyes and look around. My heart breaks at the traffic and the sound. The cars are racing by. The buildings are so tall. The lights and the city, makes me feel like so small. I wish I was there. In my forest of dreams. Where everything is nothing and nothing is what it seems. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 260 [topic] => 40 [informant] => makeshift_2134 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
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