In dreams

sorenbarrett

Grasping smoke to store in a jar

to make dissolving wisps of hope last

With the dawn's final fading star

the sun's birth, darker shadows cast

 

A lost child, so long departed

the small hands clinging in embrace

to feel the joy they once imparted

to see again their beaming face

 

Reality's North wind's, shivering chill

to feel warmth again, from clinkers cold

to reignite embers, quenched and still

the heat of old love to once more hold

 

Only in dreams, you undo the present

by softly drifting into the past

the scent of sweet slumber, oh.. so pleasant

a shame, such comforting visions don't last

  • Author: sorenbarrett (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 29th, 2023 20:40
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  • orchidee

    Good write SB.

  • L. B. Mek

    'the small hands clinging in embrace
    to feel the joy they once imparted'
    a silk woven poetic line, effortless flow
    a tug at our memory's wells
    ''beauty is a hazy past
    reflected upon our immediate
    sensations and hopes...''
    calm eyes, needed to survive
    those enticing pitfalls in life..
    (another wonderfully melancholic poems
    versed and worded as relatable
    as a sip of reverie's ink...)
    a privilege to witness your poetic journey
    dear cherished friend
    thank you!

    • sorenbarrett

      Such generous words again humble me dear friend. I so appreciate your supportive comments of the scribbles of my rambling mind.



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