I met a wanderer in a dream
he said "sister sit with me a while"
you know, jealously has a nasty gleam
world is spin'in, a bad case of vertigo
affecting everyone's equilibrium
what I've seen you don't wanna know
and then the rain and wind came
hundreds cried their world lost
in the distance a flickering flame
I met a wanderer in a dream
he said "sister sit with me a while"
you know, greed has a nasty gleam
everyone wanting that piece of gold
what's the price for fortune & fame
in ancient temples, trouble unfolds
world is spin'in out of control
heaven holds sun & moon light
my eyes strain, seeking lost souls
I met a wanderer in a dream
he said "sister sit with me a while"
you know, love has a wondrous gleam
and then the golden dragon came
drying blinding tears that were shed
twas, love he
thought to claim
world is spin'in out of control
or is it just our own perspective
connecting rhymes, feeling whole
I met a wanderer in a dream
he said "sister sit with me a while"
you know, hope has a redeeming gleam
and then the morning came.....
sharing with Poets United
Thank you for your visit
Author's note: This poem is
based on a dream I had a week
or so ago.
Wishing my southern friends
peace and safety in the wake
of the storm.
sharing with Poets United
Thank you for your visit
Author's note: This poem is
based on a dream I had a week
or so ago.
Wishing my southern friends
peace and safety in the wake
of the storm.
A gleam that can change with perspective and acts, hopefully such a morning rings true.
ReplyDeleteSit and reflect and listen for a while...
ReplyDeleteYes indeed: "and then the morning came..." We will all get there in the end...
ReplyDeleteGreat reflections
ReplyDeleteLove the rhythm & repetition
ReplyDeleteLove this especially; "and then the golden dragon came drying blinding tears that were shed twas, love he thought to claim."💜
ReplyDeleteWhat a marvelous and uplifting dream... we might be stuck in the swamp of greed and conundrums... let the dragon come
ReplyDeleteIndeed hope has a redeeming gleam. We all must remember that in these chaotic days!
ReplyDeleteOh my friend, this is beautiful, and hopeful.......you have the BEST dreams! "Love has a wondrous gleam", indeed.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful tale.
ReplyDeleteI love the way you move this poem through the different truths to a final optimism. And I love the mythic story you created to do so.
ReplyDeleteYou have wonderful dreams, Truedessa. I would like to meet such a 'stranger' and to hear that hope still has a redeeming gleam!
ReplyDeleteWorld is indeed spinning out of control. I loved these snippets of wisdom that make up this dreamy conversation. The refrains are excellent in creating a rhythm and flow; also the ending is perfect.
ReplyDeleteAn endearing verse. :-)
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Beautiful! Your use of repetition and rhyme in this piece is stunning - and, really, quite mesmerizing. Taking time to sit and share a moment with a wanderer, as the world spins around us - is a wise use of time, I think.
ReplyDeleteA really wonderful dream spinning truths into the night to awake in a spell of wisdom.
ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by my Sumie Sunday this week
Much love...
i like how you end the poem with hope.
ReplyDeletethe repetition and rhyme in the poem makes it a delight to read.
It has nice dynamics to it! I dreamt I was on a wedding last week (not mine, thankfully) what could it mean? I also dreamt scraping poop last week, what an odd thing to dream about LOL Will I be cleaning someone else's mess in real life?
ReplyDeleteMy dreaming is clearly in the wrong places, as I would quite like company in my nightly travels.
ReplyDeleteLoved the hope at the end, loved the flow of it.
ReplyDeleteI love it when people write their dreams. I can never remember mine. It's so frustrating:)
ReplyDeleteGREAT REFLECTIONS...So good to remember dreams :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! There is so much going on! So much feeling! Big Hugs!
ReplyDeleteI love how it ends, reminding us that although there is quite a bit of nasty around, there is also wondrous and hopeful...
ReplyDelete...happy dreams!
Yeah, no matter how cool our dreams may be, at some point we wake up and have to face reality.
ReplyDeleteVery nicely done, it seems like it would go perfectly well with a song from the 80s. Very Flower power!
ReplyDeleteTrue Blue, hope is what keeps us afloat. How are you today?
ReplyDeleteI love the rhythm you created, and that it lifts the spirit as I read on... beautiful.
ReplyDeleteWell-written. Engrossing and interesting. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteAs always, this is wondrous, True.
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