Vision

Wrote this with my child and newest conquest in mind.

You ever just have so much vision that you can’t see?

Or you convince yourself out of fear that you can’t.

Out of fear that every hope and dream you have is just a dance,

 A dance of childlike pleasures that’ll soon melt when you snap out of the trance.

At a glance the decision is obvious, but with close examination I find theoretically, not considering any other audience but myself, I can’t deny the potential for godliness in this family.

I can already taste the saltiness in the hard work that it’ll take.

I can already wipe away every tear that would ever come in frustration of having too soon or not having at all.

I can already smell the breezes of every place I will go, optimistically, no longer, ever alone.

The things I see I could never speak of. To try and foretell my destiny may curtail it or even unveil something I’m not ready to expose yet.

Are these visions new and sporadic and tentative enough to eventually forget? I mean with that type of mindset it’s like I want to lose.

Bruise after bruise has bemused any enthuse to ever dare to dream so tall. Fears of another fall. So small, small, small. Time must heal all.

Time should make new. Vision upon vision, so fearful to delve into you.

So fearful of blue, baby blue.

To be able to go back what would I have done? If I had a clue. But importantly now what do I do, we, we? What do we do?

To love me is to love him. Always, always, always, forever in my vision.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

We forget nothing. Just hide them in the secret places of the mind.
"Are these visions new and sporadic and tentative enough to eventually forget? I mean with that type of mindset it’s like I want to lose.
Bruise after bruise has bemused any enthuse to ever dare to dream so tall. Fears of another fall. So small, small, small. Time must heal all."
The above lines were my favorite. They are true in a sense. The bruises are just reminders for us not to repeat. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Ana R]

Thank you for taking the time to read =)

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure and you are welcome.

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Your words uplift and inspire, I would love to see you perform on stage! Your pen motivates mine............