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.

[George Korolog]

Very nice Emily. I very much like the metaphors used and the way in which you build the story to end with "harder when the rain comes," and the loss that follows.

[Ladysue]

this is fantastic..it gives a certain feeling yet illusive...absolutely love this part...

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.

[Alicante lullaby]

I cant remember how it felt
sad and in slow motion,not apathy though, it bleeds emotions literally.

[Rossen]

This poem has the levity and grace
that keeps me up...

[Drea]

Grasping at the wisps of our unconscious as it fades beneath the morning light. I sense it fading in your final two lines and the emptiness that grows with the fading.

[HoorayForUnderdog]

Excellent. You have such talent for finding the perfect words -- words that capture the essence of the heart.

[J.M]

What a beautiful poem... you are such a talented writer. I love the way the end is slightly disjointed, like a dream and things are so vivid and yet so unreal. Fantastic poem!

[Jūdan FyreHeart]

This is beautiful with the longing and lingering feelings as you grasp at hope and understanding while it slips away from you.

[Cheryl J. Turner]

Oh this is outstanding! I can feel every part of this, what a picture of longing you paint. Beautiful!

[OT]

oh yes... as you would say :p this is brilliant - as always - dreams, dreams, dreams - they're something hey!! nice!