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.

[Ghiasquared]

I cannot give a purely unbiased view on this piece. I was touch in such a vaguely haunting way, that at once brought a tear cresting with pain and yet I was left smiling...

[TL Boehm]

I think it is already beautiful. It reminds me of my own relationship with my Creator....not sure why but it does.
Beautifully written.

[Francez]

A beautiful poem. Sometimes a dream can feel mysterious and other-worldly, and you captured this very well in your poem, using sentences like 'meeting you there in the mists' or 'before the rain comes'. Well penned.

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

This is pure beauty , you have such a wonderful touch in words, play with them , create them , like sending an invisable string of gentle , tenderly touching my heart :)

[cest la vie]

"always harder before the rain comes.

this is a poem in and of itself..you have such a way with words..beautiful..

[deeps]

I feel the rain in this as soothing,
A very well written write.
I enjoyed the peacefulness of this write.

[An Ordinary Woman]

Perfection, Emily.

I'm sad I missed it before- but glad I found it. And omG, 74 reviews? That must be some kind of record!

[nostal]

This is very peaceful, yet sadly moving.
Great.

[TamiViolet]

I love the power of suggestion in this piece.... Yeah, dreams but more....so much more...

Personally, this one reminds me of a first love... We know we felt it, only we can't remember what it felt like....not anymore... I guess when two miss their moment, rarely can they discover each other again, at least not the same way...

I may have derived a totally different meaning than was your intention.

The innuendos are simply outstanding.

Two lines remain with me : 'I still grieve those vacant hours/always harder before the rain comes...'

Brilliant. That is, to say the least.