Rider

Rider

A Poem by Comewhatevermay

They chase for money, or treasured possession.
Not hearing protest or logical reason.
Look over to take in your smile.
Soak it in another mile.
We ride.
From acquaintance to caller.
From pursued to protectors.
We run the streets.
Felt nearly complete.
I chalk it up to wishful thinking.
Demons of restless cognition.
Rugged, framed in gold, accented in blue
Ah, that you were my muse.
Hide it in your boot.
For safe keeping
Almost as an after thought.
Cuz I can't even make eye contact with you.

She dreams a dream,
But it doesn't mean anything. 

© 2014 Comewhatevermay


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There are so many delicious lines here to choose from Sarah, but your opening line catches the eye immediately, with eyes returning to it again and again. Took me fifteen minutes to read it as my eyes kept pogo'ing buck up to the top of the page :)
I am left wondering if this muse had a face in the dream. Perhaps you recognised their being rather than the person. These movies that play as we sleep confuse, yet we know there must be a reason, it's just recognising that reason we are so bad at.
Beautiful words, dream-like, and the last line brings to my mind an image of you groggily shaking your head awake, in need of coffee.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lorry

8 Years Ago

True. I keep having people from my past show up in dreams, playing characters that were nothing like.. read more
Comewhatevermay

8 Years Ago

Lmao. Sounds like something I looked up to see in a dream. And it looked awful startled except it wa.. read more
Lorry

8 Years Ago

Uhm, well I didn't wanna say, but the reason I don't use a photo as my avatar is....Oh, hold on, jus.. read more



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There are so many delicious lines here to choose from Sarah, but your opening line catches the eye immediately, with eyes returning to it again and again. Took me fifteen minutes to read it as my eyes kept pogo'ing buck up to the top of the page :)
I am left wondering if this muse had a face in the dream. Perhaps you recognised their being rather than the person. These movies that play as we sleep confuse, yet we know there must be a reason, it's just recognising that reason we are so bad at.
Beautiful words, dream-like, and the last line brings to my mind an image of you groggily shaking your head awake, in need of coffee.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lorry

8 Years Ago

True. I keep having people from my past show up in dreams, playing characters that were nothing like.. read more
Comewhatevermay

8 Years Ago

Lmao. Sounds like something I looked up to see in a dream. And it looked awful startled except it wa.. read more
Lorry

8 Years Ago

Uhm, well I didn't wanna say, but the reason I don't use a photo as my avatar is....Oh, hold on, jus.. read more
She dreams a dream,
But it doesn't mean anything.

I can understand

Posted 8 Years Ago


Comewhatevermay

8 Years Ago

As in the dream.... She had while sleeping... It was a figment of her imagination.
samparks,sam

8 Years Ago

but I like your feeling in this poem
Chalk it up. lol You know we're from the south. This is a gangster of a poem and I love it!!!!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Comewhatevermay

Lake City, FL



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