I had dreams of a dancing iguana
bouncing in her pole
with her reptilian pace.
I had dreams of a woman florist
showing only the petals
without reveling the thorns.
I had dreams of a song you sung
with the ocean as background
of our very first dream.
I had dreams of a Moon so close
to whisper back my words
and attend to my vows.
I had dreams of a distant country
in the end of crossroads,
that we both stride.
I had dreams of a singular tale,
I wrote all by myself,
as I was a bard of the past.
I had a dream of my own muse
which absence
is my inspiration.
I have dreams that are yours,
That I dream no longer
and no longer have I dreamed.
Author notes
A dream about not dreaming anymore.
Written February 10th, 2006
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- Secret Dreams by shadedheart.
400 points, ended March 11, 2006, 18 entries
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LOL This is great. Very creative, even with dreaming it
Well done.
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Oh, do not wonder much,I think this poem is a bit old now. Dusty even
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Not dreaming anymore is sad.
You surely have caught me by surprise with the end of this poem. It started quite hopeful and I thought it would end the same way.
It left me wondering...
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