Destination of dreams

All roads lead to you

 

 

Destination of dreams

 

Maps are folded and re-folded into pocket sized

destinations of our own heart’s desires

 

Routes become numbers and numbers become moments

as the planning cycle, with yellow highlighter in hand,

presents a “look forward to” scenario

 

beyond windows of curtained belief

and hedges shaped like poetic scribblings calling to me

 

The sidewalk of chalk marks in hopscotch etchings,

faded from the sun and foot smeared play dates,

leads to that place of affection filled dreams

 

and I see over the next sunrise a highway,

empty of detours and beckoning openly

 

to this heart, from another, on windswept invitations

penned in frilly fonts and colors of imagination,

reaching deeply inside and holding tightly

 

A glance back at what is left behind brings a smile,

for what waits ahead is now everything new

 

In the grand scheme of things, what is found chiseled in fate

proves that destiny is a destination of dreams, of hopes and

of love… . when that journey brings me to you

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Astro]

A pleasing look into your private crystal ball my friend. The light within it less dull and familiar, more brilliantly enchanting and inviting to seek it out. You've made that first step seem like a springboard with your words.

[Jack...]

Thank you Astro

[Stevo The POE-t]

Really great job here... I really enjoyed reading it... Keep up the good work, and I can't wait to read what's next from you... Thanks for sharing...

[Jack...]

Thanks so much.

[TL Boehm]

makes me want to get in my car and drive....wonderful write, Jack

[Jack...]

As long as you drive in this direction...I'm ok with that. I appreciate you my friend.

[icelandicblue]

A glance back at what is left behind brings a smile,
for what waits ahead is now everything new

We cannot change the past but the future is another story.

[Jack...]

You are so true Anne. Thanks so much for stopping by and reading my poem. I appreciate your sweet words to me.

[shallimarRose]

"I see over the next sunrise a highway,
empty of detours and beckoning openly
to this heart, from another, on windswept invitations
penned in frilly fonts and colors of imagination,"
"And all roads lead to you" heavy sigh... I wish there was a higher point system. This one said something.. xo Rose

[Jack...]

Rose, you are always so kind to me. Thank you so very much for reading and leaving such a sweet comment about my poem.

[Mark]

Vivid imagery. Being at home on the road,, I have a special place for this work. :) Good one Jack.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Mark. I thought this one might find you.

[Anand Sehgal]

Maps are folded and re-folded into pocket sized

destinations of our own heart’s desires



Routes become numbers and numbers become moments

as the planning cycle,

you told everything in it.

You depicted the life itself metaphorically . I loved it .

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend. Happy you enjoyed this one.

[Cassie]

I smiled through out this piece, this is really (heart warming) if there is anything like that word. I loved loved it.

[Jack...]

There is definitely something like that word, Cassie, because that is what your reviews are to me. Thank you so much.

[Aethereal]

This poem expresses the notion of a Trip Fantastic that's first arranged in mapping symbols that later incarnate into blissful experiences. The word becomes Flesh! Those maps that we hold in our minds are only stark shadows of reality, but they give us hope for a desired enlightenment. Brains crave enlightenment. Your three-two line verse arrangement made your concepts flow from their source to their stunning destination ( you ) with many gears turning along the way. A poetic engine at work here!

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much for your kind words. I appreciate you stopping by today.

[Marie]

All your poems are beautiful Jack, filled with gold and silver images...sometimes dark mysteries...

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Marie. I truly do appreciate you stopping by today.