Play Pretend

Play Pretend

A Poem by GreenEyedPoet
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Written 3/10/15 Playing pretend in my head.

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While the music plays
Grab my hand
And close your eyes
We'll escape
This world for a while
We'll get lost
In the melody
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Let the notes dance with you
And take you to the deepest parts
Of your mind
Let your imagination run
Wild and free
What is it that you see?
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Mine takes me
To an ever growing forest
Of deep-seated thoughts; dreams, and spoken words
Some parts are dark and dreadful
Where trees are dead or dying
Decaying from the inside out
From the lack of light and rain
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But some flourish
With green leaves
Or flower buds
Waiting to bloom
With streams of water near by
To give them life
And blanketed with rays of light
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Don't let the music stop playing
I don't want this dance
With my imagination to ever end
Reality is too harsh
I just want to stay here
And play pretend
(End)

© 2015 GreenEyedPoet


Author's Note

GreenEyedPoet
This randomly came to me while I was listening to classical music and trying to relax.

Ps - here's a thought for you, it could be a good or bad thing that some trees are dead/dying and some are full of life. Giving life to something isn't always good and killing something isn't always bad. Food for thought I guess?

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I see a little rock pool into which the surf gently refills and expunges and it laps against my legs because she and I have our feet dangling in it while the music dances from a little kiosk beach bar called Floyds. We are holding hands and have our heads back; the sun is hot but not uncomfortably so - just the right temperature to induce that floaty feeling- - that "Oh I wish this would never end!", feeling.
Beside us a few cocktails have been spilled but they are not the end of everything because we are in a place where things can be fixed.

Thanks for the dream ticket Ashley. :))

Posted 9 Years Ago


GreenEyedPoet

9 Years Ago

Welcome! :)
This was fantastic, it felt so enchanting, the imagination is a wonderful thing and using it to pretend, dream, escape is magical.

Posted 9 Years Ago


GreenEyedPoet

9 Years Ago

Thank you!
It can be a wonderful thing at times - but can also be bad also. Which is what I w.. read more
GreenEyedPoet

9 Years Ago

Oops ignore the second also haha.
Ana D S M

9 Years Ago

:D you're welcome
I really enjoyed reading this, I too wish I could play pretend sometimes!
Well written, thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

Posted 9 Years Ago


GreenEyedPoet

9 Years Ago

Glad you liked it. :)

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Added on March 10, 2015
Last Updated on March 12, 2015
Tags: Music, Imagination, Escape, Forest, Thoughts, Dreams, Trees, Reality

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Hey, I'm Ashley. Here's some random things about me - I was born on Friday the 13th. I have 1 brother and 4 sisters. My family and friends are very important to me. I have two of the greatest best fr.. more..

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