Dreaming Of Wildlands

About wishing you could control more of your life, rather than the words and stories that you weave

I'm dreaming of far away places
Of North Carolina wildlands and free hearts
I'm spending time in between the spaces
Finding a path to make my way to you
Finding out the right words to say

I can control the world with my words
Because my dreams are running wild
With the thought of you
I can sculpt this place with my rhymes
The world's falling before my eyes
I can't ever see you too soon

And today I'll awake
To a distant echo of your soothing voice
But I don't want to fall in love
Though are the poets ever given a choice

I'm thinking of far away countries
Of southern lands and poetical souls
I'm drinking away in the void tonight
I've given to this every rational thought
but I know I can only surrender
Surrender myself to the flight

I can morph my life with my words
But there's barely a ripple in the water
In your thoughts this evening
I can't change the world with poems
Or pick and choose
The good and the bad omens

And today I'll awake
To a distant echo of your soothing voice
But I don't want to fall in love
Though are the poets ever given a choice

Reviews

[Sharon]

"Finding out the right words to say
I can control the world with my words
Because my dreams are running wild
With the thought of you
I can sculpt this place with my rhymes
The world's falling before my eyes"
I really enjoy your word choices. Very nice and it creates a nice environment for the reader to be in. It brings them to the setting. I really enjoyed reading! Keep it up!

[Lexi Villanueva]

Lovely and a job well done.

[Pryde Foltz]

But I don't want to fall in love
Though are the poets ever given a choice

Big old 'no' seems the only answer. Loved the musicality to this piece. Could almost hear the guitar chords.

[JayJayBlue]

We never seem to be in control of our emotions, which is strange considering poets can explore and dissect emotions so well.

And I was hoping to making an alt/country-rock piece of this someday

[FateDictates]

lovely, yes the heart usually wants what it wants

[Clara]

That was incredibly touching.
The lamentations of a poet.

I loved every word, and couldn't stop reading.
Thank you.