The Dream



I'm wandering lonely as a cloud 


my eyes even though grounded 


I am floating


at least in my mind I am


moving slowly over ground 


a bird’s eye view 


of what could have been


a bird’s eye view 


of the life I had always dreamed 


and as I wander lonely as a cloud 


I reflect on all that has been 


and all that will be 


and I am not scared 


I am not


because I know


what is meant to be, will be


I believe in that


I believe in...


the dream.  

  • Author: Teddy.15 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 30th, 2023 02:16
  • Comment from author about the poem: inspired by William Wordsworth his poem (I wandered lonely as a cloud) Happy Saturday, always remember dreams can come true.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 21
  • Users favorite of this poem: aDarkerMind, LIZ, L. B. Mek.
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  • aDarkerMind

    very touching Teddy.
    and yes, am sure dreams can come true.

    • Teddy.15

      Ah this week I was offered a what they call fabulous book deal with no offerings what so ever for me, a company who work also with Borak Obama no less, they told me they were happy to publish my work if I paid for 200 copies of my own work. LoL 🤣 I told them very politely no thank you. Am I disappointed, of course but I would never give up writing because of it. I share with my friends that's the most joy and love I can ever have. Thank you dearest Melvin. Always my champion. ❤️

    • LIZ

      Dreams do come true lovely Teddy! We both know that. Believing is a huge part! It just never happens quite as we expect! "what is meant to be, will be"--but we CAN create...THE DREAM!! Loved it!! 💖💖💖💖

      • Teddy.15

        Yes my dearest Liz, we don't need to be completely obsessed it will all come if we believe that's what I believe and what is meant to be will be. Thank you my darling Lizzy, ❤️

        • Teddy.15

          Eh up 😂 🤣 she's back. Missed you with all my ❤️

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        • Saxon Crow

          A lovely poem Teddy. What sort of cloud would you be?

          • Teddy.15

            The sort that floats happily without raining on parades lol a puffy happy cloud, who does the laundry and the cooking... ❤️

            • Saxon Crow

              Lol. Sounds awesome. How about ironing? (fingers crossed)

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            • orchidee

              I had a dream - married KP, then it became Cuckoo Land!

              • Teddy.15

                LOL 😂 for her I imagine

              • Bella Shepard

                I love the sentiment of this poem, your words convey beautifully the peace and comfort found in simply allowing yourself to be. Dreams give us purpose, they move us forward, even when they don't end up where we thought. You have something very precious here, hold onto that dream dear Teddy.

                • Teddy.15

                  Thank you my dear Bella, I had a run in with a book deal it didn't go well, but you know I believe in the dream, maybe one day. I'm already living many. Thank you dear friend. ❤️

                  • Bella Shepard

                    I can remember my mother always saying to me "good things come to those who wait", and she was usually right. Your talent belongs with those who truly appreciate it, and they are there, waiting to cross your path. God bless dear friend!

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                  • Goldfinch60

                    May that dream become your reality Teddy.


                    • Teddy.15

                      Thank you ❣️

                    • L. B. Mek

                      loving your 'airy' deft wording
                      dear Poetess
                      a joy to read and escape within
                      thank you!
                      ('When all at once I saw a crowd,.
                      A host, of golden..'
                      ..words, A poetic serenade
                      from a cherished Poetess
                      inking of freedom dreams
                      distilling life's ephemerality
                      and ease of heart, simplicity
                      if we but choose to accept
                      our limitations and learn
                      to let go and trust
                      in that same fate, which afforded
                      us, Breath...)

                      • Teddy.15

                        So very very kind of you my dear Mek, to write such a beautiful review truly humbled me always thank you ❤️

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