Dream adventure

Bits of real dreams and made up bits to make it Interesting

Bending flowers gently yield to the warm wind

I walk on endless roads past city's with names like horses

The sun shrivels into the horizon and I'm drenched in moon glow

Burnt orange sparks drift lazily past, a small dog falls asleep in my lap
The only sound fires crackle and snap

A book of circular motions release energys that have not moved in century's

An old man points the way I should see, I turn to speak but He was always a tree

I've never made jewellery before, a few leaves and twigs gathered from the busy forest floor

I'm with an old friend, his name I couldn't guess

Climbing spiral stairs we come across a web of ropes,
the only way forward is to grab forth and grope up into the darkness, secret and pure. Fear is abound but as my friend says
"what else is adventure for?"

There was a melodic meandering to it all, a long sunlit hall, musical footsteps and breathing

I've lost my way
There's no sweeter feeling my friend

Author's Note

This is one of my first, it's pretty random but that was the idea, it's about a months dreams blended together.

Reviews

[Katiya K]

If you're this good of a poet, I can't wait to read what you have in store for a book!

Such a gentle tone almost lazy like when one sits out in the sun and gets drowsy and when they settle down they have the most comfortable of dreams.

I really enjoy how you include such an adventurous element and message. It seems that when one is unhurried looking for an adventure the sweetest ones often come. It was such an enjoyable read! I love the old man element.

What a beautiful poem!

[Samuel Jack]

Wow thank you, this was probably one of my worst in my eyes, but it was so much fun to write, perhaps that shines through. Thanks for the enthusiastic review Katiya!

[chicagogirlonce]

This is nice-can feel the warm sweet day and the unhurried feeling of being lost and not caring

[Samuel Jack]

Yeah, that was it really, just trying to convey an unhurried feeling of a relaxed dream.

[chicagogirlonce]

niiiiiiiccccceeee-thanks
samuel

[JenniferMarie]

Beautiful. The sun shrivels into the horizon and I'm drenched in moon glow. Lovely images. There were lots of them in this poem. I enjoy imagery. Well done.

[Samuel Jack]

Thank you, it started off as a haiku, then I went off the grid!

[JenniferMarie]

It great when that happens. Robert Frost said,"I have never started a poem yet whose end I knew. Writing a poem is discovering." I like that.

Write on :)

[Samuel Jack]

Love that quote!

[Sirius King]

very vivid... i can never really remember much of my dreams, so I'm not sure i can write about any of them

well done!

[Samuel Jack]

Since I stopped smoking I'm trapped in a movie every night, it's f*****g awesome, shaman power!

[Sirius King]

pretty cool! lol

[Casner P]

Fear is abound but as my friend says "what else is adventure for?"- Love that line. Very descriptive, keep up the good work bro!

[Samuel Jack]

Thank you, djen Koya and spaseeba

[Aethereal]

This poem of yours is what is called a Phantasmagorial poem. I've written many such poem. Perhaps I'll place one of mine on my page soon. Some of them are funny.

[Samuel Jack]

Do it Aeth. Phantasmagorical, pure class.