As difficult as it is, at times very difficult .., I will hold onto my dreams
One of these mornings I will be the person I am meant to be, ( I am getting there.)
I will find you next to me, together we will make this journey...
Life can be so unfair, cold heartless painful. Far away you are, I need you close by
My heart aches when I don’t hear from you....
I miss your embrace, holding you close, everything....
I woke up to a vivid dream this morning. I wonder what it means.
The elements of this dream that I remember were-->
a sad brown hound being kept in a closet (with big muscles yet the poor guy was so passive!) I felt sad that no one was taking him out to get some exercise. :(
some person scooping large ice-cream sundays for customers while I was trying to pick up a flyer for something or get directions? (?)
A pile of carpets that my husband was throwing away that were actually mine from my mom. And, I wondered why he was getting rid of them without asking me because some of them I still wanted!
Oh, and apparently, when I found my hound in the closet, I remembered I used to have a horse that I gave away too. (!)
I woke up to a vivid dream this morning. I wonder what it means. The elements of this dream that I remember were-->
a sad brown hound being kept in a closet (with big muscles yet the poor guy was so passive!) I felt sad that no one was taking him out to get some exercise. :(
some person scooping large ice-cream sundays for customers while I was trying to pick up a flyer for something or get directions? (?)
A pile of carpets that my husband was throwing away that were actually mine from my mom. And, I wondered why he was getting rid of them without asking me because some of them I still wanted!
Oh, and apparently, when I found my hound in the closet, I remembered I used to have a horse that I gave away too. (!)
It was an odd dream. :?
If I may,
these dream elements seem to indicate that something is not being used to its full potential or capacity or full purpose
My first post in this thread about the hummingbirds...that was actually a dream that I had about hummingbirds holding little baskets in their feet, I ran to tell someone and fell right down a few times.
A day or two ago, I changed thread name to instant messages,
I woke up to a vivid dream this morning. I wonder what it means.
The elements of this dream that I remember were-->
a sad brown hound being kept in a closet (with big muscles yet the poor guy was so passive!) I felt sad that no one was taking him out to get some exercise. :(
some person scooping large ice-cream sundays for customers while I was trying to pick up a flyer for something or get directions? (?)
A pile of carpets that my husband was throwing away that were actually mine from my mom. And, I wondered why he was getting rid of them without asking me because some of them I still wanted!
Oh, and apparently, when I found my hound in the closet, I remembered I used to have a horse that I gave away too. (!)
I woke up to a vivid dream this morning. I wonder what it means.
The elements of this dream that I remember were-->
a sad brown hound being kept in a closet (with big muscles yet the poor guy was so passive!) I felt sad that no one was taking him out to get some exercise. :(
some person scooping large ice-cream sundays for customers while I was trying to pick up a flyer for something or get directions? (?)
A pile of carpets that my husband was throwing away that were actually mine from my mom. And, I wondered why he was getting rid of them without asking me because some of them I still wanted!
Oh, and apparently, when I found my hound in the closet, I remembered I used to have a horse that I gave away too. (!)
It was an odd dream. :?
This is actually a poem in disguise. JA likey.
Thanks.
I really woke up with these pictures still on the top of my head though. So I wrote them down as fast as possible so I wouldn't forget them.
Here I am staring at my cellphone trying to send you a msg - but I'm not good with words,
how can I express how i feel, I can't seem to find the right words ... your on my mind all the time
I'm thinking of you
I'm glad that you look good
I'm glad that you don't practice witchcraft
I think you should know that I like you as much as Christmas
I feel the heart of you like families do
You'd look good on a motorcycle with me on it too
I love you deep back and... what?... do you think that I could not?
the smell of pine smells like you
the warmth of sunshine reminds me of you
or sometimes the sun
even when its done
Rollings, as much as I like your writing, I'm still gonna put you in the BOSTON CRAB while Chadwick gives you a leg drop from the top turnbuckle.
Then, I'll wave my hand back and forth in front of my face and let you know that despite what your eyes are telling your brain, you cannot actually see me.
I'm glad that you look good
I'm glad that you don't practice witchcraft
I think you should know that I like you as much as Christmas
I feel the heart of you like families do
You'd look good on a motorcycle with me on it too
I love you deep back and... what?... do you think that I could not?
the smell of pine smells like you
the warmth of sunshine reminds me of you
or sometimes the sun
even when its done
This is an effin great poem of love. I hope someone writes something like this about me some day!
Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
Send my credentials to the house of detention
I'm glad that you look good
I'm glad that you don't practice witchcraft
I think you should know that I like you as much as Christmas
I feel the heart of you like families do
You'd look good on a motorcycle with me on it too
I love you deep back and... what?... do you think that I could not?
the smell of pine smells like you
the warmth of sunshine reminds me of you
or sometimes the sun
even when its done
This is an effin great poem of love. I hope someone writes something like this about me some day!
Comments
:thumbup:
Surely one would rather be
with the you that is you
not a you for one's needs
True to yourself
you would come to be true
to the one who wants you
for the you that is you
Just Sayin' (I know you are too)
Hats that fit me there are some
in fact there is never none
I change them with the love I see
you give to me and I will be
One of these mornings I will be the person I am meant to be, ( I am getting there.)
I will find you next to me, together we will make this journey...
and kissed me sweetly
Gone the tears wet on my face
left only a smile shining
Amy.
I dig this.
My heart aches when I don’t hear from you....
I miss your embrace, holding you close, everything....
Is my friend there?
Hellooooo.....
(?)
Jeez! dot dot dot dot
......some real dots......
(where's your friends when you need them?!?!?!?)
Thank you Johnny America
Send my credentials to the house of detention
be true to thyself
for thyself knows the truth
The elements of this dream that I remember were-->
a sad brown hound being kept in a closet (with big muscles yet the poor guy was so passive!) I felt sad that no one was taking him out to get some exercise. :(
some person scooping large ice-cream sundays for customers while I was trying to pick up a flyer for something or get directions? (?)
A pile of carpets that my husband was throwing away that were actually mine from my mom. And, I wondered why he was getting rid of them without asking me because some of them I still wanted!
Oh, and apparently, when I found my hound in the closet, I remembered I used to have a horse that I gave away too. (!)
It was an odd dream. :?
If I may,
these dream elements seem to indicate that something is not being used to its full potential or capacity or full purpose
somewhat serendipitous
My first post in this thread about the hummingbirds...that was actually a dream that I had about hummingbirds holding little baskets in their feet, I ran to tell someone and fell right down a few times.
A day or two ago, I changed thread name to instant messages,
Justam, you just put details of a dream up....
perhaps, dreams are..instant messages?
Perhaps.
They have poetic images in them too.
They sure do,
I think dreams are a fine source for poetic ideas.
and your dream would be no exception
this hound in my closet
shouldn't be
he's not a trophy
he's not my horse
This is actually a poem in disguise. JA likey.
Thanks.
I really woke up with these pictures still on the top of my head though. So I wrote them down as fast as possible so I wouldn't forget them.
how can I express how i feel, I can't seem to find the right words ... your on my mind all the time
I'm thinking of you
I'm glad that you don't practice witchcraft
I think you should know that I like you as much as Christmas
I feel the heart of you like families do
You'd look good on a motorcycle with me on it too
I love you deep back and... what?... do you think that I could not?
the smell of pine smells like you
the warmth of sunshine reminds me of you
or sometimes the sun
even when its done
Then, I'll wave my hand back and forth in front of my face and let you know that despite what your eyes are telling your brain, you cannot actually see me.
Yes, Johnny America,
that is so true
Stealing JA's gimmick of editing posts in quote format? For shame.
STONE COLD STUNNER!
"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
Send my credentials to the house of detention
focused and gathered in front of you
is the same thing
ordinarily everywhere scattered
is the same thing
watch your gumball disease please
it, unlike the pink scream,
moves March links forward like addition
to your worst denominations...EVER
This is an effin great poem of love. I hope someone writes something like this about me some day!
Send my credentials to the house of detention
it is damn fine
"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