Dreams

Dreams may come

and dreams may go

like the beauty

of our first snow

They cover our minds

with tender bliss

as our hearts reminisce

Another place

another time

dreams come

from the portals of our minds

To people and places

we reminisce

and the loved ones

that we miss

Dreams may come

and dreams may go

like the beauty

of our first snow...

inspired by valentine ,and the dreams

of her late husband. 

Reviews

[RomaJ]

Dreaming of a loved one, is the sweetest of dreams. For even as we're about to wake. We keep our eyes close, just trying to savor every precious moment, we have with them. Lovely words and imagery in this.

Valentine is always inspiring and a treasure to read.

[wordman]

i guess i am a dreamer,funny i hardly ever remember any dreams,except every once in a while
when i think i am being attacked

[RomaJ]

haha oh no, that's so sad and so true. Usually happens when we're overly tired or lacking sleep. Wishing you sweet dreams then.

[Michael Stevens]

Beautiful--loved it,and my computer is telling me you reviewed one of my poems, but I don't see your comment, anywhere., so let me try to guess what you might have said--"Dear Sir, that was probably the single greatest bit of writing done, by anyone, ever!"

[wordman]

no actually i sent a essage to the troll,told him i was your door man and i swept out the trash.but i deleted it,i have been argueing with that idiot for two years he loves to attack the girls..but i did enjot it and the rnc poem

[wordman]

r n c poem

[Michael Stevens]

Oh, I see,--thank you much!

[West Lake Angel]

I enjoyed reading this. Thanks for sharing it!

[wordman]

thank you elizabeth !

[SZHZIA]

Beautiful of thought on dream... Thank you for sharing...

Best
Szhzia

[wordman]

thank you for reading !

[SZHZIA]

welcome :D

[WastedTime]

When I woke up this morning and felt the cold chill upon my bare chest I didn't think I would be enjoying such a full musky aroma of man poetry that, but for the grace of thor, I have come upon with thine own eyes today.

I can only thank you for giving birth to such a mind baby as this for me to cower under it's intellectually pregnant beauty.

You have truly outdone yourself and only by the graceful beard of Odin, have I come upon such a powerful musk ox of a poet. I tip my derby cap to you dear boy... please, impregnate us with your word wizardry further!

[wordman]

lol,you are to kind !

[Aprille]

Feels like a song, I can hear its melody. It's romantic, beautiful, melancholic specially the last two lines. And dreams may come, and dreams may go like people, like the first snow. :)

[wordman]

thank you ovie !

[Aprille]

your welcome.

[Desert Rose]

i enjoyed this one (^^) good work

[wordman]

thanks for the visit neo ..

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

That's the thing about getting older, we have lots to reminisce about. The memories are poems waiting to be born.

[wordman]

that is a great saying! thank you again
the birth of a poem..

[paperfox]

Nice poem man. On a side note ... Did you know that Elvis was a BIG fan of Roy Orbison. I think your poem could easily be turned into a song. I play a few chords myself and I know these things :) ... But yes ... well done!

[wordman]

well paperfox i knew elvis liked roy ,i wish i could write songs,and i appreciate your visit !

[paperfox]

You're welcome good man :)

[Leo]

The first stanza sets a beautiful tone almost felt like a song..a beautiful read as well

[wordman]

thank you very much !