dreams aren’t made of clay
but crafted fallow air
swollen, fire-blown
crystal coal , floating diamond
ascending earth’s bed.
tied to cirrus clouds
guarded by winged spirits
sluiced in cautious love,
each pestle churned desire
breaks in mortars of powdered moon.
they are kept in a cosmic attic-
the bosom of Christ
whose extended hands
gently wrap us in...
where our secrets are allowed.
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this is such a nice way of thinking about dreams. i never thought of it that way. it was as if you took the reader down a road and at the end was god waiting to embrace your hopes and dreams. beautifully written!
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Well I know these soaring dreams, and their destination, poetess! Those dreams kept safe for us are more real than flesh, gravity or the earth itself. Lovely!
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happy clappies
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100th hoodwink
You words are amazing. You have a highly creative vocabulary. I loved your first opening lines. You have been hoodwinked by a Poetic Bandit. -
100th Hood-Wink!
I love the word 'fallow'
this poem has so much fabulous imagery in it - the feel of it is beautiful - and the pictures that it paints are coloured with timeless devotion 
Keep writing
Polly
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Hood-Wink!
This took me a little while to get but the final paragraph really summed it up for me and I am glad that I had the chance to read this. Your use of imagery to express this idea was great. Cheers!
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Hood Wink!
Wow! What a unique and stunning poem to read this evening
I am so enchanted by the words and the background looks as though it was created only for this write
Gorgeous and thought-provoking write hun! I thank you for enlighting my evening
♥
Stay safe
~Manda
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Very stirring poem. Exploring roads - tying thoughts together with sheer poetry from the Muse that dips us in our own words.
"breaks in mortars of powdered moon."
For some reason this line gave me the shiveries... most excellent composition.
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Very Descriptive!
The words are expressive and descriptive! I feel it needs more of a story though! -
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Thank you for your insight. Always appreciated and considered.
This is not narrative but in the 'thought' category. I will see it on another day.
Have a great day! Warmly, CookieZeal
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I love the short lines. Your word choices are beautiful and I think this is a very well crafted write. I like the idea of Christ being the place where we can be ourselves... despite our flaws, mistakes or otherwise unperfect selves.
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Your word choice is beautiful. I love how each word in every line fits perftectly. The imagery is breathtaking: dreams aren't made of clay/but crafted fallow air. The last stanza just wraps it up, in a sacred and safe place of God where we can let go of everything, and especially our secrets Great Job!!!!
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This seeped into my heart deeply.
Such a gracious,beautiful way of sharing your thoughts.
The last verse just makes me want to crawl up on my Father's lap and cry...Tell Christ all my secrect feelings...
Although he knows them already.
Best regards,
~Lisa~
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Oh, yes. He knows them. But wants to INVOLVE us. Thank you for reading and your honest comment.
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The stuff of dreams, so very hard to describe, but I feel you described it very well. I like how you combined dreams ad secrets together into the same place of safekeeping, for often dreams are kept secret until they are realized.
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I got a sneaking peek, hee, hee.
Fully taken in, you did well to lead me beautifuuly on the way to your inner treasure trove. Love your connection with Christ. 'Tis true and profound this discovery when realized and which can't fully be shared. Yes, "where our secrets are kept", remains our secret. Well done Cookie,
~Mary O
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Hello, there!
Thank you for entering this 'place' with me. I've missed you!
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I love this, it was as if someone was reading this for me, tears almost went to my eyes! (but I'm in class, so I can't cry right now
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Cookie! I never thought you wrote THIS pretty!
I should read more of your poetry.
In my opinion, there is no better way to write this poem. If it is, then my name is not Naoto! D:
Naoto
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STUNNING!
Oh, my, how I was taken by your words , cradled through the poem in a warm blanket, and then completely embraced at the end. Amazing images
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Outstanding
I thought this was excellent with a very creative use of language and some very strong imagery. I liked how you developed the theme of the poem and how you ended it on a spiritual note with the link to God. Our dreams are indeed our inspirations and our joys. Fantastic to read.
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