a dream

My white dress hanging limp

under the blaze of the afternoon sun.

I wait for the one who will show me the way,

who will take my hand and lead me

through the underground tunnels of my mind.

I watch her hands as she speaks

in smooth, melodic tones imparting

knowledge of all ages

the knowledge that will require

great responsibility and heartache.

I watch her hands as we walk

I wonder at all she says is true,

I wonder that I could ever be so complete.

 

Author's Note

starting over

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'a dream'
Emily B,
So much within each of us is lived as if in a mirror. Our strength is limited yet we all try, we fall, we get back up. I pray and seek my Lord Jesus Christ so much and am amazed at how grace is always His answer even when I don't understand or like how life is. It is my life after all. I am always learning. Beautiful poem of living out our inner dreams.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Emily B]

Thank you so much for understanding!

[therisa]

I feel like, I am the child, who is narrating your poem, Emily. For I have so far to go, before I will ever think of myself, as being "so complete". When will I know that I have reached this stage, in my life? If ever.

[Emily B]

let your gifts flow, you will get there

[therisa]

I am trying, Emily.

[Brianna Brie]

This is simply a wonderful poem, because it causes the reader to ponder it. In you words "I wonder" leaves us well wondering. It can be interpreted in so many ways according to the readers mind. Kudos!

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlande..]

I think the word "complete" is relative, in that maybe it's an evolving awareness..I saw this piece as a communication with an evolved version of yourself..this creates an interesting irony, which is an amazing catalyst, coming from an amazing poem. I like it :)

[Corset]

The image of the dress soaking up the sun had a strong impact visually I lingered there for a moment, would there be such a one to gently guide, the most rewarding treasures are gained from responsibility and heartache but you would know that being a mother.

[Leslie Philibert]

A fine poem with a subtle message. I like poems like this, poems that don`t shout but with quiet understatement impress with wisdom and insight. Excellent.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Nicely done! The imagery in this one is absolutely perfect. I like a poem that doesn't overdo things just for the sense of overdoing them...some people do way too much, and other don't do enough, but you, it seems, do just the right amount. I look forward to reading more.

[Ken Simm.]

A teaching dream, a questing dream. A lovely piece of poetry complete into and unto itself.

[Emily B]

coming to visit you soon, it is time to climb a mountain or read a counfounded letter, or be born, i can't really tell which

[SkinlessFrank]

maybe it will be a child, one yet to be born

[Emily B]

i keep dreaming about babies . . . but one from me would be a miracle indeed

[Emily B]

someone whispered, maybe i am the child, and it is time to be born

[Larry Dyson]

so true..contemplate and do.

[Emily B]

blessed day