Dream A Little Dream With Me

pandora

Lovely Life

I saw you, young man.
I have missed you.

Your crumpled fishing hat,
lightish curls forming around it,
your smile lights the darken theatre.
I could not make out your face....
but it is you.

You move quickly across the crowded room
to me.
We embrace and float
together as one
over the crimson carpet
for ever.

I whispered in your ear,
without thought....
Mama is proud
so very proud of you.
She watches over you
but still for her.
Your lovely life ... still hers.

The snow covered icy Lake Michigan,
cold like death, warm with memories
now it's brightest wakes me...
but still you stay young man.

Love still stays young man
and we miss you.

justam

This one is full of love Pandora. I like it. :thumbup:

pandora

justam wrote:

This one is full of love Pandora. I like it. :thumbup:

thanks kind lady, always means a lot to me

yes it is a message of love

oh

and

PLAY THE SOUTH! ...hee hee

justam

hee hee

acrossssSsssshittt

pandora wrote:

You move quickly across the crowded room
to me.
We embrace and float
together as one
over the crimson carpet
for ever.

very real ... very nice

pandora

acrosssSssshit wrote:

pandora wrote:

You move quickly across the crowded room
to me.
We embrace and float
together as one
over the crimson carpet
for ever.

very real ... very nice

:wave:

funny you should say
cause it was the most vivid lovely part of the dream
it still feels very real

mikalina

Very nice Pandi- You say this is part of a dream.... I need to start dreaming again....

Thank you for sharing.

pandora

mikalina wrote:

Very nice Pandi- You say this is part of a dream.... I need to start dreaming again....

Thank you for sharing.

:wave:

thank you for listening

pandora

I dreamed of a thick forest,
the kind where light can barely make its way to the bottom.

All the way to the moss covered floor.

Dappled sunlight was showing me the way,
the way to nowhere,
and it felt good to be there with the trees.

I knew it was somewhere cause you were there,
everywhere.

It smelled good, cool, green, true.

No bullshit this time.

No heavy smell of lies or even the light scent of a tease.
No it was green and true,
no bullshit stinking things up.

I had no idea who I was looking for but there would be only you.
This I knew,
this I knew to be true.

I would know your voice and understand the words,
the voice and the words that live in my head.

Though this time pure, not hidden amongst many,
not hidden from any meaning.
No need to decipher, no need to pretend.

This time the words we would feel,
we would feel real together.

And we would forgive each other there in the deep green woods
of truth.

pandora

The ocean came to me last night.
You ask why....

I had to wash away.

It came powerful, ceaseless.

Loud, too loud, rushing in my ears.
It drowned the cries of the birds,
my birds.

Water filled the streets, taking the sunset.
Gathering my life and moving it away,
far and away.

The sun rose on my new day,
peaceful, lovely, quiet.

I see a hummingbird sitting at the feeder,
so tiny yet so tough.
And my feeders need to be filled,
before the Deluge.

pandora

this dream a relic
as i
we survive the passage of time

a black shadow behind curtains
fear
lay with me to rest

reverence the moral
in a story never told
to a story i won't hear

the perfect piece
yes peace
to keep it satisfied

red footprints
inked
by spilled blood

trace their path that never ends
through this dream that is a relic

surviving the passage of time

pandora

In a dream outside a dream
colors make rainbows
sounds make music
tastes make memories
eyes make love
embraces make tears
smiles make mine

You make a dream come true

pandora

'I'm not done'

"Your time has come"

'But they need me'

"you will always guide them"

'But they love me'

"this love will last"

'But it's so beautiful there'

"you can bring the beauty with you"

'But I just can't ....
I just can't say goodbye'

"you will never have to say goodbye"

'I will never have to say goodbye' ... whispers from a dream

pandora

Two nights,
two nights I dreamt of you.
Two nights in a row,
Why?
There were no words,
none.
Not either night.
Only your tall thinned body close to mine.
Close enough to hold, to kiss,
so real.
Your large eyes from the past,
filled with pain.
More pain than anyone knew.

Forgive me sweet friend, more pain than I knew.

Now, it leaves me missing you more than before.

Perhaps the reason why....

missing you my just punishment.

pandora

Your voice rocked me to sleep last night.

It played on through my dreams....

no,

my dreams played on to your voice.

The music guided, created, gave encore after encore.

Notes like steps,

movement a dance,

applause my peace.

This I can do,

night after night.

tremors

Wow, I love this thread. I hope there is more to come.

mikalina

WOW.... I love it too !!!! Better than those romance novels - your poems are filled with lots of love

pandora

tremors wrote:

Wow, I love this thread. I hope there is more to come.

thanks friend it may be endless

pandora

mikalina wrote:

WOW.... I love it too !!!! Better than those romance novels - your poems are filled with lots of love

thanks for the sweet words, friend
what the world needs more of... love... I borrowed that

tremors

pandora wrote:

tremors wrote:

Wow, I love this thread. I hope there is more to come.

thanks friend it may be endless

There's a lot of dreams left to be had. Certain of that.

Reminds me of a time in my school English class - we were talking about dreams, aged 14, and this kid stood up and started describing his dream, wide eyed, in front of the class..... he was walking and walking through a dark damp triangular forest, he had a crossbow in his hand. He saw a deer flash across his path - raised up his crossbow - and the whole crossbow just wilted.

Everyone was listening with their mouths open, and the teacher just said 'Um, OK, thanks for that Jay, I think some people might be able to interpret something in that. You better sit down now.'


So be careful - we might just analyze you Pandi

pandora

tremors wrote:

pandora wrote:

tremors wrote:

Wow, I love this thread. I hope there is more to come.

thanks friend it may be endless

There's a lot of dreams left to be had. Certain of that.

Reminds me of a time in my school English class - we were talking about dreams, aged 14, and this kid stood up and started describing his dream, wide eyed, in front of the class..... he was walking and walking through a dark damp triangular forest, he had a crossbow in his hand. He saw a deer flash across his path - raised up his crossbow - and the whole crossbow just wilted.

Everyone was listening with their mouths open, and the teacher just said 'Um, OK, thanks for that Jay, I think some people might be able to interpret something in that. You better sit down now.'


So be careful - we might just analyze you Pandi

how I interpret Jay's dream is love ... of course... right

realizing the beauty before his eyes, the magnificence that is life,
he could not take it, he was unable to kill.
An empathy message that hopefully stuck through life,
most especially if it remained as pictures in his head years later.

I guess perhaps the teacher, as some, was thinking sexual performance
but I think sexual interpretation to be kind of a cop out
on the potential for the dream state.

Someday they may find that our subconscious is providing learning
material for our conscious,
that dreams are indeed a lesson, in themselves, as life experience is.

Analyze away
that can be the highest complement, that one would even care that much
and listen long enough

thank you for listening

and this reminds me of 'What Dreams May Come' a really far out movie

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d4FM1XaF6jo

"Thought is real. Physical is the illusion. Ironic, huh ?"