Dancing on pipe dream clouds ~

Dancing on pipe dream clouds

within the realm of promises

castles in bauble's celebrations

prancing in gaiety upon

chimera's contemplative infatuation

confections floating on aria's burst'd ambiance

burbles of shots in the dark

gambling reflections merely surmis'd

wishing on stardust's elusive possibilities 

Author's Note

Reviews

[kublakhan27]

You never fail to envelop me into your world of words Mrs.R...everything you write is pure magic. Dancing on pipe dream clouds...feels like everything not involving depression and loneliness is a pipe dream these days. Stirring up so much positivity and negativity is something only your talent can do. My poems sport one mood and that is all. Another jaw-dropping peace from the pen of Frieda, ho-hum ;D xo

[Frieda P]

Your words are magic Benji, doing the happy dance...grazie! ;-P xo

[kublakhan27]

I've said it before but you know I love making you dance Mrs.R :) xo

[A. Amos]

I love annie lennox and your poetry killerr combination...

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille A. muchly appreciated....I like Annie too.

[MsJewel]

Sometimes it's those pipe dream clouds that keep us going...
I love the feel of this piece Frieda and the music you chose to accompany your words is perfect. Another Frieda masterpiece for my library.

:) Julie

[Frieda P]

Awh thanks so much Julie, you made my morning my friend. :)

[Lyn Anderson]

I don't know why, but chimera is one of my favourite words of all time. I love this poem, and the music to accompany it. I am supposed to be sleeping, but urge to get through reviews ...

[Frieda P]

Mine too....jazz'd you missed a few beauty zzz's to read this one, grazie....

[BlackRose]

Greatly penned err typed as always. Beautiful! Song fits well too.

[Frieda P]

Thanks BlackRose, jazz'd you enjoyed...

[redzone]

Chasing rainbows again Frieda??? Life throws us lots of "pipe dream clouds" to dance on and with. Is it possible to dream and it actually come true? Are we forever only finding "aria's burst'd ambience"?? Don't we do the best we can and chance finding that pipe dream real, even though suffering a thousand cuts and a heart held together with our own personal superglue. Most of us fail miserably, but we keep on dancing non the less.

You may be surprised to know Frieda that I have a map to that cloud. Yep it's true... and I wanna dance!!!

No worries Frieda just some silly man thoughts I had while reading your poem. Which I enjoyed muchly.. I certainly understand why many would write poetry to and about you... xo. ~~redzone

[Frieda P]

Always chasing rainbows Curt, you know that....thanks for another sweet review, you made my night. Vogliono ballare con me? ? ;-) xo

[redzone]

Anytime, anyplace and gladly Frieda... x ;0)

[redflutterby]

The last line is my favorite...and the title really hits home with me. Annie Lennox was the perfect choice got this poem. Walking on broken glass...thats what it feels like when those pipe dreams shatter. Wonderful poem.

[Frieda P]

I don't care about sugar if I can't have you'♫ ...oops got carried away again, I meant thanks Red. ;-) x

[redflutterby]

My thoughts exactly...lol!! ;-)x

[Vidya Bacchus]

Oh so so Purdy chica.I would love to write something half as Purdy :)

[Frieda P]

Ahh you flatter me pazzo, thanks so much. :-)

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome :)