In sweetest dreams cascading- come
All thoughts collected now: But no one
See these sweet dreams. For as we sit
On my face a smile appears to slowly lift
My spirits beyond today. I am older now,
Much older from that time. I don't know how
People love; by magic? Some would say
Their prayer of thanks or just simply pray
That of all the places you reside
I will always be with you beside
Each and every day.
I laugh at so many things but do not
Laugh like then. You made me more of what
A human being should be. Compassion feeds
Upon wondrous warmth. Each hug sows our seeds
Of better worlds without this hate. Only then
As sweet dreams cascade, as tears fall when
All alone I feel you there, without a word to say
Tonight. Its then I crumple, its then I pray
That of all the places you reside
If only you were here tonight
And each and every day.
Author notes
Written August 2nd, 2006
A contest entry
- For just One Day I Wish ........ by Samplette.
300 points, ended August 9, 2006, 16 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - A Lovers Question by DrkPoet.
450 points, ended March 12, 2008, 27 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Thank you for
your considerable poetic endeavor.
May I wish you all the best.
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This made my heart feel a kind of sweet sadness that I can't even explain. I'm not sure if I've read the poem by Robert Frost that you've refered to in your author notes but I know that's the next thing I'm going to find to read. Personally I do believe that's how people love, by magic. Thanks for sharing this
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I could fall in love with this poem. A complete 180 from your satire and your essays, this is a completely different side.
Your words, they are simple. The rhyme appears almost incidental. No archaic syntax, no strange and formulaic structure. Just words. Real words. Real love, real tenderness.
It seems you have taken sentiments, moments, from my mind and transposed them directly onto the computer screen.
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I love the author comment about as much as the poem. I do believe that to be content is not too much to ask when all it means is simple things. Well written piece you have penned here. Glad to have stumbled upon it...Trina
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lovely stuff even if it doesnt have any penguins in it
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Dave....this is truly beautifully said....I once wrote a quote....said.....
"It is not life that reaches out and touches us
we are souls dwelling within it
without each other
There would never be a need to finding our true purpose in life."
Writings of Malabu©2000
We never really lose those we love......though we may seem to forget them at times in our lives.....always do they live inside us....and we realized that at very special moments in time when we once again dwell upon their memories......
Congratulations on your silver.....very worthy pick
Malabu -
There is not very many of us who can be truly content...especially without the Lord...now you knew I had to throw that in there...lol. This is beautiful David...thanks for entering.
Sam
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3 tissue boxes
So few poems really pull me in and take me with them. I felt so touched and warmed as I read. Thinking yes, this is love. Then suddenly without warning, so profoundly sad that this wasn't a reality but a wish! This is one of those moments where I am glad I didn't read the rule to the contest first. It would have given away the end!
~Michelle~
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Once again an excellent piece well contstructed and says what it needs to. Always pretty impressed and this piece is no exception. Not going to blow smoke up your ass cos you know that you are good but i do like your work mate - and as for slant poetry...what the &*() is that all about! lol.
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Dear David, if I had to make a wish for you, that's what I'd want you to be.
Love Joan
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