Dream A Little Dream With Me
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Rollings wrote:tremors wrote:pandora wrote:you must get out more leave this room have some fun
smile and just be
in a dark subway the air is dank
one light swinging overhead casts shadows
the room is full of waiting
a small red ticket lies in my palm
a ticket to take me somewhere
I can not read it that matters not
somewhere to just be
I can't keep up with somewhere though
I missed it by a moment
left standing on the platform
so many people way too close
some they joke some they lie
some are hidden with disguise
some they seem to care
others not to trust
I see my palm is empty now
the red ticket has been spent
I know my somewhere just to be
is in this room with me
I get a lot from this - thanks
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'an unmanned vessel goes in circles'
I am managing the river
learning the currents
flowing and floating
weaving my way
directed by land that holds me
'an unmanned vessel goes in circles'
I am mother with unborn child
my life blood shared
I have a choice of dance
the love of song
I am conducted by miracles
'an unmanned vessel goes in circles'
I have words
the vessel of thought
enlightened and bright
carrying me to you
then us straight down
The River Eternity.0 -
Dreaming a Dream Mantra....
Don't cry because sadness lays too long
Don't worry because worries never last
Don't be angry because I will never win
Don't fear because I can not fail
Don't hate because love must get in
Now sleep because tomorrow's on it's way
Now sleep because tomorrow's another day0 -
the hope remains
as we close our eyes
we are
another dream to hold
a sleeping wish brings
longing arms and hopes fulfilled
no need to control
as the story unfolds
we will be what we know will be
now held in our dream
forever saved
future present past0 -
It's hard to run in high heels
near to impossible to miss a train
old voices are easy to hear
but laughter escapes me.
Put your sweater on I'm cold
like a train whistle you're not alone
watch the ship rolling on waves
and say tomorrow is another day.0 -
Tomorrow is another day...
Thank you0 -
vogonpoetbythelake wrote:Tomorrow is another day...
Thank you
It's been so cold in the house my dreams have taken on a chill ...
walls of snow
a maze of white
barefoot i run this way
the sky deep blue
flakes twinkle like stars
almost suspended
they fall all day
they cover my feet
which are numb by now
to numb to run anymore
i slide and i slip
'round each corner that comes
there it is
the tunnel of blue
a clear door it hangs
just slightly ajar
i hear the icicles
they're dripping blue
they drip some more
to the tune of you
to the tune
the color of blue
beyond from sight
the warmth of light
my golden blanket
it's folded just right
return to dream
golden sands warming feet
i hear the waves
they're crashing blue
they crash some more
to the tune of you
to the tune
the color of blue
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DinghyDog wrote:pandora wrote:Love awaits tonight,
in that dream, never elusive as the others.
Time and again,
it returns to ease my heavy heart, warm and safe.
And when I awake, I smile, I laugh.
The pain of yesterday gone, for now, for today.
And the hope to dream again, remains.
I really like this one0 -
DinghyDog wrote:pandora wrote:Rumour....Table of Ten
Rumour....Table of Ten
echos in the space,
a small room, a big table
a table for Ten
whispers loud, eyes many, lips wet with lies
the stench of Rumour hangs in the air
hearts bleed red against a white tablecloth
Death by word of mouth
Injustice the final burial
I could see this on in my head. Particularly "hearts bleed red against a white tablecloth/Death by word of mouth"0 -
DinghyDog wrote:I take it the following doesn't really mean anything?
"Eid ma clack shaw
Zupoven del ba
Mertepy ven seinur
Cofally ragdah"
I had a dream a couple of months after my uncle died of cancer (55 yrs old) that I got to talk to him (even though in my dream he was also dead) and I asked him about dying. The words he was saying were not making a great deal of sense, like they were getting jumbled before he could get them out, like he was just learning to communitcate and actually very much like my grandmother who has dementia (she was his mother and he was her carer), but I could pick up the sense of what he was trying to say. The gist of what he was saying was that dying felt like being blown away on the wind in a wonderful (perhaps not the best word to use) way. but the most important thing he said to me I couldn't dicipher - he said "magical beardy egg" and the above lyrics remind me of that.
by the way, I am completely unmusical, but I have come up with some great songs in my dreams, not as a musician in my dreams, but just incidental music that is in my dreams that does not exist in reality. I have heard brand new pearljam songs in my dreams (purely my imagination, but no less cool), and I quite regularly have soundtracks to my dreams, which I don't realise until I wake up with the songs in my head. I remember a full on, action-packed dream that had a punk music soundtrack in the back ground (I don't even really listen to punk music, but I woke up with a great song ing my head).
Nonsense words of a dream ...
the dreamer wanting to write a perfect song to take away memories.
When Bill was asked
Have you ever “dreamed the perfect song”?
"I have dreamed melodies that made my heart weep and I have dreamed lyrics that would shatter the world. When I wake they run back into the woods."
dreams certainly have a way of doing this and one is left standing on the edge of the woods
can not see for the woods but left with just a feeling.
It is like be snapped back from another world with something that remains.
I have never dreamed nonsense words that I remember ...
my dreams are pictures ... like a photograph
that remain and a feeling and or knowledge from that.
Some more meaningful than others, those pictures never leave me....
not years later.
I too unmusical but I have dreamed PJ songs too ... funny.
They don't stay long but they are fun.
Your dream....
"The gist of what he was saying was that dying felt like being blown away on the wind in a wonderful (perhaps not the best word to use) way."
I was left with this from a recent dream...
'butterflies carried on the wind,
though a wind we can not see nor feel
but for the butterfly and the journey.'
and this from 15 years ago that has stayed and changed me forever
'Why do they call it dying when it is leaving this world'
and wonderful is just right to me ...
there is nothing to fear but death itself
it is a journey on.
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pandora wrote:Dreaming a Dream Mantra....
Don't cry because sadness lays too long
Don't worry because worries never last
Don't be angry because I will never win
Don't fear because I can not fail
Don't hate because love must get in
Now sleep because tomorrow's on it's way
Now sleep because tomorrow's another day
Godfather.0 -
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DinghyDog wrote:Talking about death and dreams, I drempt I was shot point blank in the head by my dad "for my own good". Do you think it was weird that the next time I went to visit him I locked my bedroom door at night?
My bestfriend used to have dreams where we had had a fight and she would be pissed off at me the whole next day, even though nothing bad had happened between us in real lifedreams really are real to the dreamer, aren't they?
sometimes dreams more real than we ever expected or wished they were.0 -
Godfather. wrote:pandora wrote:Dreaming a Dream Mantra....
Don't cry because sadness lays too long
Don't worry because worries never last
Don't be angry because I will never win
Don't fear because I can not fail
Don't hate because love must get in
Now sleep because tomorrow's on it's way
Now sleep because tomorrow's another day
Godfather.
I love that you love that!
thank you Godfather0 -
With all the holiday preparations, I lay down, weary for a nap.
I reach to hold my Maddie, snuzzle her warm against my chest.
Lucy she is curled up in the nook of my bended knees.
The windchimes lull me off to sleep, as a holiday song plays soft.
For a moment as I leave to dream, together they sound as one.
My dream takes me back to the tiny room, the tiny room wth you.
Sleet falls outside the window, no, that is not snow, I know.
I agree with you, Mama. I always do, you know.
You lay upon the bed, sleep your only escape,
even in my dream I know and somehow can relate.
You have long since let it go, this world you no longer want,
just to be there in your dream, the need is all you have.
Hushed we speak together so as not to disturb Mama's rest,
our sadden eyes upon her.
I meet your eyes, I hold them, your green eyes of our lifetime,
the window to our soul and I but a twinkle of yours.
A rush of love and strength pours through me
'Daddy you are here! You are here to wait with me!
You look just as I remember, jolly, bright and good.
If ever there was a perfect Santa, Daddy it was you!
You are here to be with Mama, make her smile and laugh again.
Fill her dreams with hope and love,
then do the same for me'
I hear your reply, as I waken to remember,
I speak your words out loud ...
"we are here together where time does not exist
we are but a dream away and everything you wish"
Merry Christmas Mom and Dad!
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DinghyDog wrote:pandora wrote:With all the holiday preparations, I lay down, weary for a nap.
I reach to hold my Maddie, snuzzle her warm against my chest.
Lucy she is curled up in the nook of my bended knees.
The windchimes lull me off to sleep, as a holiday song plays soft.
For a moment as I leave to dream, together they sound as one.
My dream takes me back to the tiny room, the tiny room wth you.
Sleet falls outside the window, no, that is not snow, I know.
I agree with you, Mama. I always do, you know.
You lay upon the bed, sleep your only escape,
even in my dream I know and somehow can relate.
You have long since let it go, this world you no longer want,
just to be there in your dream, the need is all you have.
Hushed we speak together so as not to disturb Mama's rest,
our sadden eyes upon her.
I meet your eyes, I hold them, your green eyes of our lifetime,
the window to our soul and I but a twinkle of yours.
A rush of love and strength pours through me
'Daddy you are here! You are here to wait with me!
You look just as I remember, jolly, bright and good.
If ever there was a perfect Santa, Daddy it was you!
You are here to be with Mama, make her smile and laugh again.
Fill her dreams with hope and love,
then do the same for me'
I hear your reply, as I waken to remember,
I speak your words out loud ...
"we are here together where time does not exist
we are but a dream away and everything you wish"
Merry Christmas Mom and Dad!
thank you for always being there ... just a dream away
wow, that sounds wonderful
thank you
Merry Christmas to you!0
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