Old Dusty Dreams

Godfather.Godfather. Posts: 12,504
a cold dry wind blows through her hair
and into the windows of time
stirring up old dusty dreams of yesterday.

she smiles and lifts her weathered hands up toward the sky
and closes her eyes to hide the tears she Cries as she remembers
everything about him, his touch his smile those eyes.

across the river Vally on a mountain top just a whisper away
he's stands in brilliant sun light and those eyes that show her the way
and as she looks inside those eyes for the key to unlock the secrete of her dreams
she falls in silent wonder into a clear running stream
that delivers dusty dreams from her smile into those eyes.

through the dreams of time I hold her hand in mine
and walk with her through windows then into cold dry winds
that stir up old dusty dreams, as we close our eyes to hide the tears
that fill the cold running stream,we move we love in old dusty dreams.

Godfather.
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  • skyeriverwinterskyeriverwinter Posts: 1,894
    Godfather. wrote:
    a cold dry wind blows through her hair
    and into the windows of time
    stirring up old dusty dreams of yesterday.

    she smiles and lifts her weathered hands up toward the sky
    and closes her eyes to hide the tears she Cries as she remembers
    everything about him, his touch his smile those eyes.

    across the river Vally on a mountain top just a whisper away
    he's stands in brilliant sun light and those eyes that show her the way
    and as she looks inside those eyes for the key to unlock the secrete of her dreams
    she falls in silent wonder into a clear running stream
    that delivers dusty dreams from her smile into those eyes.

    through the dreams of time I hold her hand in mine
    and walk with her through windows then into cold dry winds
    that stir up old dusty dreams as we close our eyes to hide the tears
    that fill the cold running stream,we move we love in old dusty dreams.

    Godfather.
    edit: this is beautiful...it is a story similar to one I tell....so that is why I asked you to get out of my head. you write beautifully... :)
  • Godfather.Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    Godfather. wrote:
    a cold dry wind blows through her hair
    and into the windows of time
    stirring up old dusty dreams of yesterday.

    she smiles and lifts her weathered hands up toward the sky
    and closes her eyes to hide the tears she Cries as she remembers
    everything about him, his touch his smile those eyes.

    across the river Vally on a mountain top just a whisper away
    he's stands in brilliant sun light and those eyes that show her the way
    and as she looks inside those eyes for the key to unlock the secrete of her dreams
    she falls in silent wonder into a clear running stream
    that delivers dusty dreams from her smile into those eyes.

    through the dreams of time I hold her hand in mine
    and walk with her through windows then into cold dry winds
    that stir up old dusty dreams as we close our eyes to hide the tears
    that fill the cold running stream,we move we love in old dusty dreams.

    Godfather.
    edit: this is beautiful...it is a story similar to one I tell....so that is why I asked you to get out of my head. you write beautifully... :)

    guess what...... ;)
    I hope you are doing well Sky.

    Godfather.
  • skyeriverwinterskyeriverwinter Posts: 1,894
    :wave:
  • mysticweedmysticweed Posts: 3,710
    GF, I am strugging to find words
    awesome, poignant, heart hitting
    another beautiful piece
    that's all I have right now
    peace
    fuck 'em if they can't take a joke

    "what a long, strange trip it's been"
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    same here
    it's like that
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • DangDangDangDang Posts: 1,551
    Godfather. wrote:
    a cold dry wind blows through her hair
    and into the windows of time
    stirring up old dusty dreams of yesterday.

    she smiles and lifts her weathered hands up toward the sky
    and closes her eyes to hide the tears she Cries as she remembers
    everything about him, his touch his smile those eyes.

    across the river Vally on a mountain top just a whisper away
    he's stands in brilliant sun light and those eyes that show her the way
    and as she looks inside those eyes for the key to unlock the secrete of her dreams
    she falls in silent wonder into a clear running stream
    that delivers dusty dreams from her smile into those eyes.

    through the dreams of time I hold her hand in mine
    and walk with her through windows then into cold dry winds
    that stir up old dusty dreams, as we close our eyes to hide the tears
    that fill the cold running stream,we move we love in old dusty dreams.

    Godfather.

    Holy something. That's incredible. At first read, I thought it was the teller of the story, the one with "those eyes" who "went" first. Second read, I thought it was the female who "went" first. Third through sixth readings only kind of twirled it all up--in the water & wind & stuff. Upon reflection I ponder whether anyone went at all.

    I just now reread & doesn't look like anyone "went" (that is, passed on)

    Another read shows two past lovers meeting in their dreams.

    How'd you do that? What a trip! (I like my present interpretation so I'm not going to read again, although I'm pretty sure that scenario was your intent.) (?!)
  • Godfather.Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    sorry I couldn't reply for a while....you might say I was in the penalty box of life for a bit.
    thank you all so much for your comments on this poem they were so very cool thanks !!!

    Godfather.
  • some of the most beautiful, meaningful, knowledgable and real poetry comes from you, Godfather, so by you havin been in the penalty box, we're the ones bein penalized in not havin the privilege of reading what you write ...

    you're out of order?? hell they're out of order! Ha Ha :lol:
  • skyeriverwinterskyeriverwinter Posts: 1,894
    some of the most beautiful, meaningful, knowledgable and real poetry comes from you, Godfather, so by you havin been in the penalty box, we're the ones bein penalized in not havin the privilege of reading what you write ...

    you're out of order?? hell they're out of order! Ha Ha :lol:
    I agree...keep writing Godfather...I keep reading this one...it's special ;)
  • DangDangDangDang Posts: 1,551
    some of the most beautiful, meaningful, knowledgable and real poetry comes from you, Godfather, so by you havin been in the penalty box, we're the ones bein penalized in not havin the privilege of reading what you write ...

    you're out of order?? hell they're out of order! Ha Ha :lol:

    Unless pen & paper were allowed in the penalty box.

    I have succesfully not drawn attention to the fact that the word pen is in penalty box. :wtf: doh!
  • runawayrunaway Posts: 427
    this poem means alot to me...thank you for your words
    Music is the universal language
    What's better than a cigar? Ed with a sitar
  • Godfather.Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    WOW!!!!!!!!big internet hug for everyone..I'm just floored,thank youz very much !

    Godfather.
  • Godfather.Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    some of the most beautiful, meaningful, knowledgable and real poetry comes from you, Godfather, so by you havin been in the penalty box, we're the ones bein penalized in not havin the privilege of reading what you write ...

    you're out of order?? hell they're out of order! Ha Ha :lol:

    thanks my brother, I have decided to stay off the Moving Train Forum......gets me a little edgy :lol:

    Godfather.
  • PearlOfAGirlPearlOfAGirl Posts: 15,993
    Very touching...

    Wish you were here...

    ~RIP Dad
  • Godfather.Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    Very touching...

    how you doing ? love your avatar this one is my favorite !

    Godfather.
  • PearlOfAGirlPearlOfAGirl Posts: 15,993
    Godfather. wrote:
    Very touching...

    how you doing ? love your avatar this one is my favorite !

    Godfather.
    I'm okay, and thank you GF, you're too kind... :D How are you?

    Wish you were here...

    ~RIP Dad
  • Godfather.Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    Godfather. wrote:
    Very touching...

    how you doing ? love your avatar this one is my favorite !

    Godfather.
    I'm okay, and thank you GF, you're too kind... :D How are you?

    doing well thanks, life is a one day at a time project and everyday an adventure plans are made and changed but the ultimate goal is still the same. ;)

    Godfather.
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