The Dream

Romantic musing to escape the ‘fray’.

We dance to the rhythm of the waves
lapping along the sandy beach,
skin glistening in the moonlight
accompanied only by the lonesome
sound of a foghorn blowing
in the distance.

Beams from the old lighthouse
illuminate the night sky.
Holding you close I can feel
the beating of your heart and I
cling to you like the wet moss
gathering along the rocky shore.

I want this moment to last forever.
You were my safe place, my
shelter as the storms of life
rolled in trying to engulf me with
heartache and tears.

Standing cheek to cheek while
dawn is slowly breaking you kiss me,
drawing me in even tighter.
I gingerly reach for your hand
but am met with only emptiness.

It is then I feel your body start to disappear.
My arms fall suddenly to my sides and
I watch as you slowly fade away
into the ghostly mist rising
from the sea.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

That was such a dream indeed. You invoke the beloved in dreams and visions as the waves are lapping at your shore and the moon is standing guard. Lovely poem!

[Dara]

Thank you so much Sami. There is something so engaging about the ocean and the mysteries surrounding it. It is the perfect background for dream sequences and as it happens the subject of my dream was a person with many ties to the sea. Thank you for sharing your insightful thoughts. Take care!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome along with the sailor.

[Robert Trakofler]

Holy smokes Dara the imagery and feeling of this is spot on! this one fell on my lap by accident and I am so pleased i happened upon it:)

[Dara]

Many many thanks for your very uplifting review. It’s great to see you here. I look forward to reading your work as well. Take care!

[Kelly Scheppers]

It is not so far fetched to believe that our loved ones can give us signs form beyond that they are still with us in some capacity, at the most opportune time. I believe it to be so, and hope it warms your heart with possibility!

[Dara]

Beautifully said Kelly. It does warm the heart to think it might be so. I had a very vivid dream about my grandmother not long after she passed away, complete with a very bright light surrounding what appeared to be her image and gentle warm breeze keeping me in suspension. It was so surreal.

[Kelly Scheppers]

How wonderful for you, Dara! It's not difficult to believe it could happen! Take care, sweetie!

[Chris Shaw]

A heartbreak of a poem. Speaks to me of a beloved gone. How they are missed. Beautiful imagery conveyed here in this beach scene. The agony of grief when we lose our dearest is hard to bear. A beautiful write dear Dara. Wonderful write.

Chris 🌹

[Dara]

Thank you Chris for this wonderful review. I always love hearing from you.

The person who is the subject of this poem cherished the sea. An amateur sailor who was a natural. Whenever I read or see photos of the sea I think of him.

[Chris Shaw]

You did him proud.

[A.H.]

Dara, this is beautifully written poem that talks of the love, the warmth, the companionship the person brought to the life. it starts of so romantically but at the end only to realize the person is not with you anymore. this is haunting and sad but atleast i hope their memories will keep the light of love illuminated forever and bring warmth to you always. thanks for sharing this delicate, sensitive and a lovely poem.

[Dara]

Thank you. The memories do help. Your review is simply lovely and poetic in itself. I so appreciate your taking the time to read and share. Take care!

[A.H.]

you're very welcome, Dara. take care!

[Arundass TP]

Lines are beautifully written. Enjoyed reading.

[Dara]

Thank you so much! Some loves are not easy to forget and who would even want to.

[MCS]

Such a visual layered read with a deep haunting undertone. Brilliant piece of writing, dear poet.

[Dara]

Thank you so much! It helps to write to keep from thinking too much about the chaos. I would also like to apologize to all you Canadians on behalf of the bumbling man-child who is sitting in the White House. I am just devastated by his actions and rhetorical statements. I lived in Saskatchewan for years. My son was born there and we loved every minute of. I am saddened by what he is doing to the relationship between our countries. Please take care!

[MCS]

Its just a mess out there and he enjoys beating his chest and our guy up here cries and apologizes at every turn.

I’m delighted you enjoyed your time in Canada.

Really enjoyed your post.

[Dara]

Many thanks and take care. I hope you are having a wonderful weekend.

[emmajoygreen]

Oh< Dara, what a beautifully sad poem! It's so visual, so suggestive of sound and place, I could feel what you were saying and thinking, line after line. As to that ending: that feeling when that person is not longer there is an emptiness is more painful that one can ever imagine. Superbly written, from the heart..

[Dara]

Many thank yous Emma! Your review is so beautifully written. It just made my day. It’s hard to even imagine such a feeling of loss until it happens to you. Living with the love they shared and holding onto it is not easy but necessary. Take care my friend!

[emmajoygreen]

I'm trying to.. there are times when living in the desert or Atop a mountain seems preferable. Not sure I could make oracle standards. :)

[Dara]

Either place sounds good to me! Wishing a peaceful, restful weekend. Sending you a hug from across the ‘pond’. 🤗

[emmajoygreen]

Many thanks, Dara, your hug will be spread around the house - is chilly already at noon and too early to light the log fire - perhaps! Stay happy and warm theself