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Dreamer's Confession

I have throughout my life a dreamer been,
Watching in wonder all that comes to pass,
Creating my own perfect world within
Which I believed completely to surpass
The "world of true" which seemed was misery,
Providing me with sanctuary for
Escaping from the harsh reality
Of life beyond imagination's door.
Then I meet you, my world turns upside down.
I feel such wonder as events unfold!
The way of things completely turned around,
Reality's now beauty to behold.
My daydreams pale compared to life with you,
I hope with all my being none come true.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • daffodilblossom
    November 22
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    u know i luv everything u write and btw what happen to ur background on ur profile page i miss it


  • Goddess of illusion
    August 28

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    Congrats on the trophy, need I say more... Believe I can, it is beautiful as always Allan...

  • Topnotchsy
    August 21

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    This is really beautiful. It's been a while since I read a poem of yours, and this was a reminder of what I have been missing. Congrats on a well deserved gold trophy for this piece!!


  • Hetha gold member
    August 1

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    I found it thoroughly enjoyable to read. This is truly lovely. To say more than that, would ruin the enjoyment. I'll also be honest, and say it's 3 am where I'm located, and probably should go to bed. Thank you for your entry.

  • Purrsanthema
    July 27

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    A beautiful poem! I fear to write too much : I might make the new system gloat!
    I wonder what daydreams can really pale. I wonder what your daydreams are. My daydreams must be most humble. Again, you have your characteristic pared alliteration, your comfort and knowledge of just how much variation is allowed in the iambic to make a sonnet most alive and true. I dream and feel most of reality in the symbols of dragons (the trickster) unicorns, and such, and yet nothing is quite as beautiful an humble reality. I'm reminded of those wondrous lines in Keats' Lamia: "and threw the Goddess off". Imagination is part of reality, therefor it is most real, is it not? A lovely sonnet!


  • Amera gold member
    July 27
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    Not Bad! I’d hate to leave a great comment since you can’t rate it and a computer will if I write too much.

    Love,
    Amera♥

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