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Array ( [sid] => 144268 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => A Poet's Dream [time] => 2008-07-31 03:47:14 [hometext] => a writting about life and wanting certain people to find what ive found(even tho im only 19, lol) and dream of a better life and not to take things for granted. [bodytext] => Dream with me cynics, open your heart

and breathe like a infants first breath.

A newborn's smile cracks for the first time

A mother's tired hands gently stroke your face.



Dream with me restless minds, your life is

begining every moment and don't waste it.

My subltle poetic words,

Scratched out on a sheet of paper,

Writting what comes and watching the

Sprouts of blomming leaves and flowers of an orchid.



Dream with me children, of a world

Peace and beauty.

The future holds more for you than ever me.

Close your eyes and see,

See a place clouds and jewels,

A forest of rain and sunshine.

Sounds of church bells and ice cream trucks.

A familar tone of a once innocent soul.



Dream with me, other me

And smile because your life can be full.

The cries of a fallen child squeeze my heart

Tightens my mind and crushes me.

If she closes her eyes, where would she go?

Would she fly to a place of pappillions and puppies,

Or would Paris cry for her?

Dream with me tonight, of butterflies.
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A Poet's Dream

Contributed by CharminglyAwkward on Thursday, 31st July 2008 @ 03:47:14 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Dream with me cynics, open your heart

and breathe like a infants first breath.

A newborn's smile cracks for the first time

A mother's tired hands gently stroke your face.



Dream with me restless minds, your life is

begining every moment and don't waste it.

My subltle poetic words,

Scratched out on a sheet of paper,

Writting what comes and watching the

Sprouts of blomming leaves and flowers of an orchid.



Dream with me children, of a world

Peace and beauty.

The future holds more for you than ever me.

Close your eyes and see,

See a place clouds and jewels,

A forest of rain and sunshine.

Sounds of church bells and ice cream trucks.

A familar tone of a once innocent soul.



Dream with me, other me

And smile because your life can be full.

The cries of a fallen child squeeze my heart

Tightens my mind and crushes me.

If she closes her eyes, where would she go?

Would she fly to a place of pappillions and puppies,

Or would Paris cry for her?

Dream with me tonight, of butterflies.




Copyright © CharminglyAwkward ... [ 2008-07-31 03:47:14]
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Re: A Poet's Dream (User Rating: 1 )
by Dom on Thursday, 31st July 2008 @ 05:47:37 AM AEST
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This was lovely to read, there is so much joy to be found in life and when things are going well it is easy to take that for granted.

Your line "your life is

begining every moment and don't waste it." reminds me of the poem 'Begin' by Brendan Kennelly, a poem I find very comforting and inspiring. Your words contain that kind of hope.

Take care,

Dom


Re: A Poet's Dream (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Thursday, 31st July 2008 @ 09:48:50 AM AEST
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I agree with Dom, it is easy to not appreciate the smallest of things when life is a breeze. When life is clouded with problems at times we are so caught up we even thing forget to stop for moments and love the little things in the world around us.

This poem brought me such warmth and made me smile.......... Life can be so full of turmoil, right now I am dreaming with you of butterflies.........they are beautiful!

Thanks hun

Hugs
Michelle




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