DREAMS

DREAMS

A Poem by Eagle Cruagh

dreams take us to a place where anything is possible,

 

                           where seas lilt upon sloping shores and children laugh

                           creating masterpieces with small plump fingers ..

                           where mountain peaks kiss marshmallow clouds

                           and turn them into honeyed joy fit for royalty ..

                           and if tears trickle cheeks, then angels turn them

                           into flickering starlight until the world is beautiful ..

 

                           dreams bring us adventures into distant worlds,

                           explorations into hidden regions of secret self,

                           daring becomes courage, courage turns to confidence;

                           smiles grow from gasps to experience joy unknown ..

                           we fly with past into present time, onwards, forwards

                           into full life, life without constraints, freedom

                           to be what we want to be .. what we can be ..

 

                           dreams turn us into lovers, turn us into thinkers

                           of what is hope, what is peaceful anticipation;

                           dark night colours that sleeping space to sing

                           with bird flight symphonies, wondrous syncopated

                           heartbeats throbbing their way across dull paths

                           until we feel, know .. understand what is being ..

                           dreams are our right, our nightmare remedies.  


                               ------ anonymous

                                      (I do not know who created thiis)




© 2012 Eagle Cruagh


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Nightmares allow us to confront the unapproachable. What we run from during the day, is sometimes best dealt with at night. Dreams are an escape to be all that we suppress. We can fly...we can cry...sometimes...we might even die. But that's the beauty of dreams...we wake up with a pulse....and can either leave the dreaming experience behind us...or we can daydream on it for awhile longer.

Muse

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Marie:
Dreams are our right, remedies for our nightmares.
O.K ?

Posted 12 Years Ago


I don't know either...nor why our nightmares should be remedies...

Posted 12 Years Ago



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