Hush now, don't disturb the dream,
you might frighten away the magic
Let the music transport you back
to those happy days and contented nights
when all the silence made you smile
and lonely was love
Shhh...the dream is flickering,
don't scare it into oblivion,
you need it to survive
Cartwheels and dizziness,
the delirium of a new infatuation
that doesn't define your life
The warmth is only something to
keep you company on those late nights
Wait, don't open your eyes yet!
The dream isn't finished,
just linger in this warm silence with me,
let your heart fall out of gravity,
let go of your inhibitions and drift a w a y
Author notes
Oh the nostalgia. It hurts.
NOTE: If you do manage to figure out something with the publisher, Grandpa, please do not submit this for publishing. Thank you. And forgive me if I do not manage to vote in this contest, as my computer is on the fritz and I will be gone at choir provincials for the next couple days. Thank you!!
A contest entry
- "MEMBERS OF HUGH WYLES FAVOURITES GROUP ONLY" No. 12 by huguenauties.
750 points, ended May 30, 2007, 19 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This is a first for me, as far as reading your poetry. I am moved. You leave a wonderful mark on the reader. This poem works magic. I wish you well in the challenge.
Much Love ♥
Renee
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Thank you for taking the time to enter. We appreciate your talents. Best of luck to you
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WOW
how come I never read your work before. Man am I kicking myself. May I include this in the poems for the AP Book?
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Ummm...some dreams are just so good, you never want to let go of them. A lovely poem, very enjoyable.

Best wishes,
~J.

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You conjure up many thoughts of past dreams - lovely poem.
Cheers
Anne

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OHH yes, I have had that kind of dream, it's very elusive and no matter how much you try to go back to it: you can't.
Beautifully written.
Hine.


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AWWW This is wonderful. Don't you hate it when that happens? And I can never get back into the dream.
Jen.


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Ah, but nostalgia doesn't hurt, it helps us to go back in time and smile once again

Very good poem Elisa, a pleasant and soft read


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A beautiful reverie - that last moment before we wake up and find - something else. You make a peaceful mood, very nice.

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Very nicely done!
Dreams are magical and your poem reminds us to relax and let the magic happen! I enjoyed the read and wish you the best of luck in this contest!
Maureen


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Dear CB
AHH Those elusive dreams: I hate it when I wake up from a dream I'm enjoying and no matter how hard I try I can't get back to it.
Very lovely poem to enter our group contest.
Joan


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Dear Elisa,
This one is a very good choice. A fine expressive poem and not TOO dark!! I can understand your reason for not voting but why don't you want to have this poem published? I want to have a minimum of fifty poems to make a book worthwhile and this is a good, worthwhile piece. Come on now!!
Applause, love and hugs, XXX Grandpa Hugh.

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This is so realistic, trying to hold on to that dream just a little bit longer, stay asleep until it's finished... and then the hard part... remembering past those first fleeting seconds after awakening.
Good luck in the contest
Dee


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I read this b4, but forgot to comment!!! sorry honig...love it, great work...i especially love the 2nd stanza thinger majiger haha(the one i asked to borrow for my msn name, yes
haha)um, ya...gooder! haha
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Nostalgia often hurts...even the good memories when seen through the rearview mirror...others disagree with me, but...I guess their pasts are fonder and were more carefree than mine.
Quiet moments are great...where we can escape from what is around us and just drift...some say it's avoiding life, I say, "Duh!" lol.
I don't think I transport myself to a past but to a nothing...if lucky.
The poem is effective. I closed my eyes and went for a short ride...would have fallen asleep but I had a comment to write.


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Nostalgia blows, but you know wut doesnt blow? this poem! wow... i think i need to go take some dexadrin cuzz my a.d.d. is like really ummm weird right now. yup. i had a snowball fight in the hot tub last night, it was insane, especially with his dog humping his humpigator in the background, good times good times, woulda been better if there was coolers, but nooooooooooooo his mom just wouldnt leave! ugh. i have this strange sensation that im floating, you'd think im high right now but im just high on SUGAR, i like chocolate. now i must go and burn the rose that ben gave me and then i need to go eat pancakes smothered in syrup, oo and chocolate chips and smarties.. mmmmMMMmmm good, actually that sounds really nasty but thats okay, i need to give my taste buds some excitement. ok im gonna stop rambling now ... bye.. lol
-the retard

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Nostalgia truly does hurt, it hurts and theres no way to make it go away.

















