Escape from reality

Escape from reality

A Poem by Anata
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Daydreaming...

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Watching the wind

Rustling through the leaves

As the words of anatomy

Slowly vaporize in my mind

My mind starts to wander

Creating an alternative reality

 

Entering a world

Where everything seems to be

Created out of something else

Trees grow from flowers

Clovers transform into butterflies

I, created out of water

 

As the liquid drops

Rise from the endless pond

My silhouette is slowly taking shape

Molecules hitching together

Intern chemical reactions lead to

The creation of something new

 

Walking in the damp grass

Every footprint

Creating something new

Water to sand

Sand to gnomes

Every being unique

 

My new capsule

Transporting me throughout

Sights never seen before

Eager to explore

Excited to experience

And suddenly

 

A loud voice

Screaming my name

Awakes me from my daydream

My body returned to an endless pool

Staring at an utterly normal blackboard

Reality reached me once again

 

© 2008 Anata


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I, created out of water

As the liquid drops
Rise from the endless pond
My silhouette is slowly taking shape
Molecules hitching together
Intern chemical reactions lead to
The creation of something new

Walking in the damp grass
Every footprint
Creating something new
Water to sand
Sand to gnomes
Every being unique
I loved the whole thing but especially the above lines. I miss doing this - letting my mind go - too often i am fully focused on the 'blackboard' or the crisis or whatever.
This was a spring breeze of a poem. Refreshing and pleasing - peace.

Posted 17 Years Ago


5 of 5 people found this review constructive.




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Lovely. And so familiar ending. I've learned to daydream in more private chambers from experience ;-)

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i can relate to this...for i find myself falling into daydreams ever easy. it doesn't matter what i might be doing, i can drop into that crazed world in my mind anywhere & anytime at all.

A loud voice
Screaming my name
Awakes me from my daydream
My body returned to an endless pool
Staring at an utterly normal blackboard
Reality reached me once again



Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The daydream was just gorgeous and the waking from it, so close to home that I almost feel a little sad. I think probably most writers are daydreamers. Where else do all of our writings come from, besides life experience, etc.? The dream you described is quite the adventure. Almost a little like Alice in Wonderland, you've really created a magical place.

Thank you for sharing.

take care :)

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love purple font. That aside, I like the organization of subject matter in the stanzas. The last stanza is my particular favorite because I often find myself daydreaming as well. A very nice write.

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful! I love it! Daydreams are an amazing thing arent they? Being able to write so vividly and
with such creativity is a true talent! I need to read more of your stuff, and maybe some of your magic will rub off on me! :)

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

That's a really captivating daydream.lol. I really like this. It's a very well written poem with great imagery.

Nice job.:)

Posted 17 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

What a daydream!! This is a wonderful poem!!

Heather

Posted 17 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

I, created out of water

As the liquid drops
Rise from the endless pond
My silhouette is slowly taking shape
Molecules hitching together
Intern chemical reactions lead to
The creation of something new

Walking in the damp grass
Every footprint
Creating something new
Water to sand
Sand to gnomes
Every being unique
I loved the whole thing but especially the above lines. I miss doing this - letting my mind go - too often i am fully focused on the 'blackboard' or the crisis or whatever.
This was a spring breeze of a poem. Refreshing and pleasing - peace.

Posted 17 Years Ago


5 of 5 people found this review constructive.

almost sounds like an acid trip, jk

reminded me of the movie "what dreams may come" for some reason

very nice imagery and a very pleasant read = ]

Posted 17 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.


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Anata
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