When I carried you..
through the pitfalls of my mind,
I thought I had a life-time
to reach the other side.
When I carried you..
to the palette of my thoughts,
I painted you blue and red,
sealed them in, with an
overcoat of gloss.
When I carried you,
to the sink
to wash away the dirt,
and get rid
of the stink.
I'd kiss away the ouchies,
and hug away the hurt,
it's not what you'd think..
When I carried you..
to your bed for sleep
I would hug and kiss you,
and wish you
to have sweet dreams..
When I carried you..
in my pocket,
to save for later,
I had days,
sometimes weeks,
in which to savor..
Somewhere down along the way,
after life had had her fun,
and would no longer want to play,
I sat you high upon a shelf.
You gathered dust,
learned to rust,
"Dreams don't exist,"
I'd tell myself..
On one of those dark and dreary nights,
when morning seems in no big hurry
to share her light,
I laid on my pillow, all alone,
wondering how I'd strayed
so far from home,
How would I find my way back?
Out of the night,
I see a sparkle,
tiny glimmer of light,
And,
..there you were,
you did exist!
after so much time,
and what we'd missed..
My pocket full of dreams, and I..
Author notes
First draft.
Didn't have time to do an edit, I hope it's acceptable.
I also wrote it for my little brother, who inspired me with a piece that he had written.
I love you, lil brother!
A contest entry
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700 points, ended November 8, 2007, 19 entries
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Comments
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Wow, this was such an amazing piece. I thought that the second to last stanza kind of lost the magic of the whole piece, but over all, it was such wonderful piece.
Carrie -
This is truly an inspirational piece of writing. Dreams are sometimes what keeps us going. We set out to reach these goals and the light keeps shining. Thank you so much for writing such beauty.
Soulful Woman
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Yes, I like this poem a lot. Dreams are so very powerful. Yet all the time I see people abondoning there dreams, thy forget them. And then 20 years later they find themselves not living the life they wanted to live, living pay check to pay check, day by day drifting along. Never ever let go of your dream.
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