All that we see or seem
is but a dream within a dream
no it's never quite what it seems
The glimpses of glory caught in dreams
Things dreams are made of never seem real
where happy- ever- after ends only in tales
Like a phantom you see but cannot quite feel
It just never seems to be quite real
A perfect happiness in life for which we search
These treasures are rarely found on earth
Perhaps in a realm of fantasy these things exist
Love eternal and a noon day kiss
But in reality it's never quite like this
And noon day is met with work and stress.
Struggling to get thru~ each new day
Paying bills to survive,keeping sickness at bay.
So as for enchantment and fanciful schemes
It's never, quite ever, as it seems
and at best it's only a dreamer's dream
The most notable part of this piece is the rhythm. I loved the rhythm. It was easy to feel and follow throughout this piece. The lines flowed together beautifully through each stanza. I like the four-line pattern in each stanza as well.
I love the way you concluded this piece. Too often I read poems that don't have a good, strong conclusion and I'm left wondering what else there is to it. The conclusion you wrote with the last stanza in this piece was beautiful and fit in perfectly, and it didn't leave me wondering what else there was to be said.
This was a great piece. Not too dark, but not too smiley. A beautiful piece indeed.
Bravo!!! Brilliant as always, with such insightful meanings to all within.. This was another of your fabs and I so cherished each and every word as it passed by my eyes..
The most notable part of this piece is the rhythm. I loved the rhythm. It was easy to feel and follow throughout this piece. The lines flowed together beautifully through each stanza. I like the four-line pattern in each stanza as well.
I love the way you concluded this piece. Too often I read poems that don't have a good, strong conclusion and I'm left wondering what else there is to it. The conclusion you wrote with the last stanza in this piece was beautiful and fit in perfectly, and it didn't leave me wondering what else there was to be said.
This was a great piece. Not too dark, but not too smiley. A beautiful piece indeed.
No, nothing is ever quite what it seems, is it? I can relate to so much of what you have written here. I know all about survival. LOL! Thank you so much Fran Marie for joining in on the contest.
A very sweet and realistic write Fran...so very steeped in the glue of reality. Dreamers rarely dream about what's practical...and the reality of reality is sometimes so painful...we have to escape it with a dreamers dream. At best, a dreamers dream is a fantasy, and is established as such. It's kind of like looking at the world through rose colored glasses...we all know sooner or later that what we are seeing is not real...but a nice escape from reality. A wonderful use of the phrase. Thank you for bringing me back to reality.
Liz
Wow. This is a very insightful poem. I really enjoyed reading it. Your words rings so true. The first stanza really caught my attention:
"It's never quite what it seems
The glimpses of glory caught in dreams
Things dreams are made of never seem real
where happy- ever- after ends only in tales"