"In My Dreams..."

Dreams ARE timeless... ya know.

I was reminded about “thens” …sometimes life and even people do that for others ya know.  Yeah, I dreamed AND DID back then - guilty as charged.  But I’ve been known to dream and DO even now - and truthfully - some, would make a “street legend” blush and others make a Roman Catholic Priest sigh (and who knows which would do which?).  We’ve come a long way from our youth to the present - both good and bad.  And yes I DO “get it” - I learned to listen and wasn’t entrenched enough in MY ways to not learn.  Way too many “preach” and disdain and KNOW it’s all theirs - their ways …they OWN the RIGHT all else is wrong.

 

So…

 

“In My Dreams…”

 

You’ve held my calloused soul - softly

and close

because you WANTED to - not had to.

 

You touched my cheeks

with your heart

and the heat within us

coalesced beyond a moment’s desire.

 

And yes, we found in our dreams

meaning

and a real understanding of

our selves as only true I’s can

and a hope of an other as only dreams

reveal.

 

And to me -

you’re beautiful…

Drawing -

wanted, play full,

focused,

yes …Special… -

beyond what my mere words

could never hope convey

…least to me.

 

And ya know what?

Dreams are timeless

…a reality all their own.

And yet …yet… in some of mine -

we age - together

And grow

…closer…

 

I still sit with tears after those

…missing.

 

Chris

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Ken e Bujold]

Love this poem Chris. I relate entirely. My recent All In, Captain travels the same road. An honest acknowledgment of our past, the recognition that it can't be altered so might as well admit to it, followed by a heart's commitment to the one we have now, which I feel for you is like me, the safe harbor of our mind and soul.
Perhaps, probably, only old (or older) men can write a piece such as this, and only if we have been blessed by love and hold the desire to speak truly.
At least that is how I feel. Love to know others are similarly struck
ken

[softlyfall]

I like play full... it is playful lol
Also our selves
I feel like there was a young man who had a tryst/relationship with a woman that was deeply meaningful, like a dream come true. But, perhaps because they were young, they drifted apart. The memory is like a dream or perhaps he dreams of her at night. In some of the dreams, they grow old together instead of parting ways, and this makes him sad.
I think a lot of us have similar dreams... maybe not for a lover of long ago but for a lost dream.
Colloquial syntax is not my favorite thing but in your poem, it is a true voice. You play with words, which I love.

[Chris]

Of course I "play" with words - but I also choose the ones I use ...specifically... for the multiple meanings that do apply in my selection and usage. Compound words - like "meaningful" defi ne one aspect while meaning-full defines details multiple visions and possibilities that are accepted and expected. Isn't play-full a neat concept?

[softlyfall]

It certainly adds nuances and wit to poetry

[Joanne Hanscome]

Love your work. You have so many wonderful poems. Hard to choose just one.

[Chris]

Joanne - if I may - you are ALWAYS welcome to view - any - thoughts I present. I wouldn't limit you to just one choice or visit.

[Joanne Hanscome]

Thanks Chris. Have you ever thought about self-publishing? You have such any array of great pieces.

[Chris]

Often and long - the pieces here are but a "sampling". The people I know that could help don't stay at WC long enough to ask - but that's life.

[Robert Haigh]

A thought-provoking, plaintive and poetic write. Perhaps dreams really are timeless... certainly the ones we carry with us. We all need those dreams, whether most of them ever come true or not. I enjoyed the read!

[Lisasview]

Good morning Chris,
Things are good in Spain...beautiful place to spend the rest of my life in.
Your poem
We age together and grow closer oh so true..
Some may feel your poem is sad but I see hidden meaning behind your carefully chosen words.
Lisa, your friend in Spain

[M. J. Smith]

What loss prompted such sad words? Do long forgotten ghosts haunt you? These words hint at things that may never be verbalized. Beauty and grief in just a few stanzas. Top form, my friend.

[Kesch (Finding Julia)]

Such a wonderful and beautiful write

[Chris]

The thing I miss most about living in a College Town is the lack of living going on now and the level of barely existing that so many are left with.

[shallimarRose]

chris are you still around? I love this.. Its been a long time I know,,, huggs, Shall

[Chris]

Hi Shal. Course I'm still around. Chuckling here