Sunday, August 28, 2022

Swinging on a Dream

Girl on a Swing - The Sunday Muse


Who says you can’t dance in the clouds
  where the heart beats thunderous loud

In a dream there was once you and I
  making love with words until we cried

Seeking momentum in another realm
  the guardian of the universe at the helm

Swinging high, then low in whispers of love
  sharing our magic with the heavens above

Perhaps, the intensity made us fools of pain
  our feet always dangling on the edge of sane

Tip-toeing in the clouds, where our souls met
  those other-worldly moments, I will never forget

The emotional rush of excitement in my head
  remembering the enchantment of what was said

If you believe there is joy in touching the sky
 do it now, before the dream disappears and dies

Where the heart beats thunderous loud
  who says you can't dance in the clouds

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11 comments:

  1. Dreaming, loving, touching the sky - you have captured the wonder so well in this poem. Some times of our lives will always shine golden.

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  2. Beautiful whimscial poem

    Happy Sunday

    Much💖love

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  3. A beautiful interpretation of the image, Truedessa :-)

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  4. This was enchanting True, exhilarating! Wonderfully well written. 🙂✌🏼❤️

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  5. "Do it now, before the dream" is out of reach because we're too old?
    A nice adventure, similar to mine except sooo much more exotic.
    ..

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  6. You certainly danced with that poem!

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  7. Truedessa I liked how you made capped couplets. Favorite line:
    "our feet always dangling on the edge of sane"

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  8. All the wonderful things dreaming brings are in this poem. Love it!

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  9. From the title to the last line, this is wonderful in every way my friend! So sorry to be so late getting here Truedessa. It has been one of those weeks!

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