riding dreams

It's something about

dreams I can't remember

when my mind rambles on

running through hidden rhythms

looking for something greener.

It's something about

meeting you there in the mists

in-between natural conversation

and forgotten memories.

Having known you

and lost you and found you,

I still grieve those vacant hours

always harder before the rain comes.

It's something about

the way you hold my hand--

I'm sure of it--even if,

I can't remember how it felt.

Reviews

[C. Harter Amos]

What a wonderful poet you are, and what an illusive, beautiful painting of someone you love inside a dream you've given us! "I still grieve those vacant hours always harder before the rain comes" very profound and almost a seperate thought from the rest of the poem, still so well written; my favorite lines of the poem. Maybe because the whole poem strummed my heart-strings. Beautifully done, Emily. xx - Mimi.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"i'm sure of it even if i can't remember how it felt"

damn nice lines there...

sometimes it is too good to be true when we finally find someone who really loves us...if we have had all the bad in between...it is hard to remember.

[Antonio Valentino]

Mmm dang this was wonderful

i can really appreciate short, compact, pieces like this can tell so much with so few words.. probably because im not capable of stopping my mind long enough to end my thoughts on the poems i write..

"It's something about
dreams I can't remember
when my mind rambles on
running through hidden rhythms
looking for something greener."

this reminds me of constantly having lines or thoughts enter my mind on something i would like to put to pen and then trying to etch it into my mind or actually getting out of bed to scribble it down on a pad real quick.. the rhythms especially, as a particular phrase i might be thinking about fnally comes into form with the melodic meter i was looking for

"It's something about
meeting you there in the mists
in-between natural conversation
and forgotten memories."

and here back to dreaming, or simply thinking about special people that are in the forefront of our lives emerging in and out of our hazy thoughts like shadows hiding from us in a foggy forest

"Having known you
and lost you and found you,
I still grieve those vacant hours
always harder before the rain comes."

ahh we have a, calm before the storm, here.. a sense of impending doom perhaps, wishing that person was still here to weather it through together..

"It's something about
the way you hold my hand--
I'm sure of it--even if,
I can't remember how it felt."

some of the more significant things that we know and feel, can simply never be defined adequately enough, nor should we be able to

a very wonderful piece here, I was lucky to read it

[Emily B]

thank you very much

[lee von cleef]

fun to find that place trapped in our minds chest,so deep in dust it had disappeared,When I talk to my mom (Dementia)on the phone the whole conversation is a dream, so present now,very similar to the feel you have tickled into me.Thank you for pulling this to the top of the page.

[Kenneth The Poet]

An existential masterwork.

[saratogaparty]

I think I can feel exactly what you're say. You often remember that the emotion was there and you felt it, but you can never really remember exactly how it felt.

I loved this.

[h d e rushin]

That ending.....just sublime..dana

[Icarus]

Wow, so beautiful. Sometimes memories are bittersweet and don't allow ourselves the luxury of remembering them. Sometimes its in that moment that we allow ourselves to daydream that the heart will take the opportunity to take us to them. So perfectly written Emily and a joy to read.

[Renée]

some dreams just stay with you all day...even longer sometimes...This beautiful Emily..

[Willowtree]

I love how you are able to tell so much in such a short poem.:) I love it! Great way to describe dreams. Creative title too!

[roarke]

not quite like riding a horse I suspect. I liked the sequence of all the ideas here, an interesting evolution. The end is abrupt, but serves to lead you back to the top and take the ride again. Very nice piece.