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Sunday, 22 September 2013

Repose



Waking from my dream
desperately seeking
to go back
to find the moments
of pure ecstasy
flying as me
above in the sky
where I’m destined to be
slowly becoming
a vague memory.


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~my iPhone photo in Vancouver~
~a dream I had last night~

10 comments:

Mary said...

So many times in dreams one has moments of that kind of 'pure ecstasy' that we wish to capture again when we awaken...but unfortunately this ecstasy is destined to fade away. That is the message I take from your poem; and I definitely can identify. Sometimes it would be nice if we could live within our dreams just a little bit longer.

Loredana Donovan said...

It must have been a lovely dream! :)

Sherry Blue Sky said...

For me, this resonates as a look back to my younger years, now that I hobble more than I soar:)

Brian Miller said...

mmm def had those dreams i would love to go back to...never works trying to go back to sleep....

Grace said...

what a dream ~ i wish i can recall my dreams as i forget them when i'm awake ~ thanks for sharing ~

TALON said...

Oh, I know that feeling...when you're caught between dream and reality and you want to drift back into the dream. I loved this!

Sumana Roy said...


realm of dream is so out of reach...but the memory lingers for a while and does give impetus for creativity..... nice poem....

Brother Ollie said...

flying along with you miss

grapeling said...

the wisps that dreams leave...

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Can we swap dreams?