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The night I grew wings
it takes courage to fly
in a vast unknown sky
listening, the wind sings
exhausted, yearning for rest
the thunderous storm is loud
mystery floats in on heavy clouds
the compass needle points west
Who knows what a beat of a drum will bring
The sun has kissed my lips goodnight
now, drifting into the land of magic
colored trees and flowers are dramatic
tiger owl hunts for woodland mice
dancing cautiously beyond the veil
along the footbridge of white pines
barefoot on moss and climbing vines
solitary night hawk sings his tale
Who knows where the imagination will roam
The stars and moon glistens above
my heart aches, pursuing flight
on wings tinted with golden light
searching for the meaning of love
I flutter and flap in an imaginary realm
in a swarm of blue-green dragonflies
seeing a world through sage eyes
my spirit soars, I'm the navigator at the helm
Who knows how far your wings will take you
Today, I am excited to be guest hosting at dVerse
we are exploring dream poetry. I hope you will
join in the fun.
Please stop by and read all the wonderful dream poetry
Thank you!
This is so imaginative and creative, starting with the line, the night I grew wings, to the ending line: Who knows how far your wings will take you. I also love the call of nature with the solitary hawk singing his tale, and the swarm of blue-green dragonflies. Thank you for hosting !!!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you Grace for inviting me to co-host. It has been an honor for me.
DeleteThis poem is so full of amazing imagery - and from the sound of it, your dreams are too. It's cool you are hosting at dVerse!
ReplyDeleteThanks Sherry - my dreams are often vivid and filled with color and wonder. It is cool to be a guest host.
DeleteI absolutely love, love this! Especially this part; "The sun has kissed my lips goodnight now/drifting into the land of magic/colored trees and flowers are dramatic." ❤️❤️
ReplyDeleteThank you Sanaa
DeleteYour dream is far more beautiful than reality.
ReplyDeleteThanks Alex! Some dreams I could slumber in all day.
DeleteThe shamanistic side definitely coming through the words, strongly, and give the verse that special quality.
ReplyDeleteThank you, I do tend to be a shamanic dreamer.
DeleteWhat a wonderful dream, rendered in poetry, Truedessa...
ReplyDeleteThank you, I recently saw a swarm of dragonflies and fell into a dream. This poem was then born.
DeleteYou’ve taken a classic dream of flight and made it unique, Truedessa. I like the repetition of question, which gives a mysterious quality, and how it takes you into the green in:
ReplyDelete‘…beyond the veil
along the footbridge of white pines
barefoot on moss and climbing vines’
and
‘I flutter and flap in an imaginary realm
in a swarm of blue-green dragonflies
seeing a world through sage eyes’.
Hi Kim, Thank you I think we all dream of taking flight in some form. I often dream of sprouting wings.
DeleteGreat poem for a wonderful challenge, Truedessa. The shamanic exercise latent in every dream is something we have a life story for as well as instruction from each exercise, little as we may ever truly learn of them. Love the roaming here in the dark continent under glorious starlight.
ReplyDeleteThank you Brendan! The shamanic journey into the dreamscape is always an adventure. I often learn tidbits about life and myself through the art of dreaming. I think it is a life long journey and I don't think we ever master the art.
DeleteThis is vivid scenes in the nighttime forest dream. Good poem!
ReplyDeleteThanks Eric!
DeleteWonderful title and first line! It launches us into the dream world of flight.
ReplyDeleteThank you Jane!
DeleteThank you so much for hosting! Your poem feels very spiritual, as I imagine dreams can be sometimes.
ReplyDeleteThank you for enjoying the prompt. I do agree dreams can be a spiritual journey into the unknown.
DeleteThis is a poetic work of art. A masterpiece. Enjoyed the experience immensely!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your kind comment. Much appreciated.
DeleteBRAVO!!!
ReplyDeletemuch🤍love
Thank you Gillena! Have a wondrous week.
DeleteSpreading wings and seeing where a dream world can take you is fun indeed. Enjoying the ride in sleep is usually better than real life.
ReplyDeleteThe dreamscape certainly does feel better some days.
DeleteI enjoyed your poem, it has vivid imagery and a message to escape into the world of dreams.
ReplyDeleteThank you! Sometimes it does feel like an escape from reality which is full of chaos at times.
DeleteThis is beautiful, True. I could see it all so clearly. Sandra sandracox.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sandra
DeleteWhat a feast of images, Truedessa. Wonderful! Thank you for guest pub-tending!
ReplyDeleteYou are welcome! It was an honor to guest host.
Delete"I flutter and flap in an imaginary realm
ReplyDeletein a swarm of blue-green dragonflies
seeing a world through sage eyes
my spirit soars, I'm the navigator at the helm"
So creative and dreamlike.
Thank you
DeleteI felt as If i was in the dream, in a dream, pulled me into that space.
ReplyDeleteThe owl in the picture looks like he’s smiling.
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