Sunshine bathes
A sleeping eye
Whose twitching movement
Does not pry
It dwells within
A dreaming land
Of constant waves
To static sands.
Foot prints left
Times intertwine
Past, present, future
Now combine
Hopes and thoughts
Like ribboned flame
Move in dance
Heartbeat untamed.
Soon the moment
A babe in arms
Will meet the hour
Of sleeping time
Returned to face
Lifes rigid thought
The dreamers dream
Eternity sought.
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nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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Good write N. We dream a dream.... of a bus that never arrives! lol.
I think I saw the no 7 but it was like one of those ghost ships it suddenly disappeared, I could faintly hear the buzzer for the stop but then it was gone lol
lol
Forgive me Norman I had to read this three times to appreciate the beauty of it. It is really most masterful and conveys a truly lovely evolution of thought. A fave
most kind, thanking you and always much appreciated
You are most welcome Norman
Dreams are excellent except when they are not. Last night I wrote two complete poems in my dream. Of course I couldn't pull them out from memory this morning. 🙏🕊️
its our curse not remembering them, thanks for read. much appreciated friend
Most welcome, friend 🙏🕊️
nicely done
thanking you, much appreciated
many thanks, much appreciated
"Like ribboned flame" what a great line in a great poem 👏
- Syd 🍄
thats most kind, appreciation and thanks
May those dreams of love become true in real life Norman, fine words.
Andy
life is full of love and loss my friend, its the nature of things, much appreciated read, thanking you
Norman, what a beautiful poem. The imagery flows so naturally that it feels less like reading and more like slipping into a dream yourself. By the end, the gentle meditation on time, life, and eternity leaves a lasting impression. Wonderful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
thanking you, always appreciated my friend
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