Dreams are not as they seem
broken from a twist of fate which
wasn’t sealed at all
left as kisses blown as wishes
up to shooting stars.
In sweet repose
I drift
drawing in the safe of
night’s blanketing illusion
(welcome cloak of invisibility)
to not exist till morn’
while dust settles as sparkles
on someone else’s shores
but, I cannot resist the call of
Opening doors onto another
room with a view.
~*~
© Daydreamertoo *All rights Reserved
Shared with Poetry Picnic Week #16
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“night’s blanketing illusion” what an image!!! maybe this is why I love darkness and the night!!! they are comforting 🙂
I really liked this one — it was brilliant!
notice that you won the perfect poet award for poets rally week 57, welcome take it,
outstanding poetry along the way, truly enjoyed your lasting support.
keep rocking.
smiles.
xoxox
What’s in a poem? A door to another world. Opening our mind to every one and everything around us. Thanks for sharing.
Namaste
This is wonderful. Very nice write!
http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/12/04/then-snared/
very magical word painting.
Thanks for the lasting support to poetry picnic.
you rock.
🙂
Hello.
Lovely imagery in your dreams.
Who wouldn’t want that view in the image too..it’s gorgeous!
Excellent write!
Thanks for sharing.
For ref:
Your Reward Is My Sorrow
very powerful imagery.
a door is an avenue to another side of the world,
we do need to keep our mind open.
The door to another world.
“…in sweet repose, i drift…” ahhh so soft and lulling! ♥ lovely penning here!
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http://magicinthebackyard.wordpress.com/2011/12/05/on-a-hilltop-in-december
so gorgeous. you write of dreams and of hope here. sparkles spooned me so snugly:)
oh i love the cloak of invisibility…sometimes wish i had one..love the idea of opening doors to other rooms..
perfect writing.
Wow, this is incredibly beautiful. The hiding away in the night, and the irresistable lure of other possibilities. One of your best, kiddo.
I will print it as copyrighted by Daydreamer Too with the little © and all!
This is so soothing to my soul.
Unless that room with a view is scary, then I just want to close the door..haha…but many a times I enjoy opening the doors as well.
Love this poem, and will try and live by it … for today. Thank you, my lovely friend. Always, cat.