foolish and witless

image courtesy of adobe                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               i've squeezed my dreams

 into the seconds 

 between storms

 then carved my initials

 into them with hope

 claiming them as mine

 if only you would sit down at my table

 allow me to share these dreams with you

 tell me they are not foolish, witless musings

 help me make them real

Reviews

[.]

Dreams squeezed into seconds...yes! A small space for such large hopes and ones that can disappear in an instant. It's hard to achieve any dreams we may have, but it is a little bit easier if we have someone to share them with, understand them with and have them encourage us to achieve them. It's a lovely poem, Lydia. Full of hope and tinged with a touch of desperation. Much enjoyed! :)

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Jamila. Lydi**

[Rick Puetter]

Lydia, This is a cry from your soul. A cry for companionship, sharing, and reassurance. The cry is real, painful, and desperate. I hear you plainly. A great passionate piece.

[Lydia Shutter]

Well, Rick, you are a blast from the past! Thank you for your review. Lydi*

[Akshay Rawal]

This is a short piece, but pecks at the inner storm of frenzy inside our minds and our hopes that someday, someone will understand and appreciate our frivolous uniqueness. The image kind of represents the inner chaos and fluttering, flickering emotions and possibilities.

It's like 'This is me, I think this way, if you understand, come by" :)

Thanks Lydia, for this piece.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Akshay. Lydi**

[Dave Brown]

which seat should I use
Cool art

[Lydia Shutter]

Any one you choose! :) Thank you for the review. Lydi**

[Chris Shaw]

A fine piece of brevity here Lydi**. Those dreams however much they are squeezed remain important. Hang on to them, however challenging that may become. Your artwork here is truly fascinating. Mesmerising even. I loved the eyes and eyelashes. Take care dear poet.

Chris

[Lydia Shutter]

Chris, I always appreciate your thoughtful comments. Thank you so much. You take care too. Lydi**

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Ah , this is wonderfully crafted write. Too short for its beauty and depth, but that's what refines the poetry of it the most, I suppose. Wonderfully explained and expressed. Tyfs

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, Cyprian. My poetry is usually short. My thoughts do not last past a certain amount of lines! :) Lydi**

[Lorry]

Beautifully written Lydi. Took me back at first, to schooldays of initials on trees inside hearts and that moment we connect our initials to theres and becoming the Cheshire cat from jungle book.
Then on to that never ending stream of hope, to have a hand to reach over and hold across the kitchen table of a morn and start each brighter new day with.
They can say you're a dreamer, but you're not the only one.
😀

[Lydia Shutter]

Imagine that! :) thank you so much, Lorry. Lydi**

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

There's a vulnerability I sense here and a lot of fond hopes. Its not always that we reach out to someone in such a special way. Dreams are beautiful. They make us spiritual and our world more surreal. A lovely poem!

[Lydia Shutter]

We all are vulnerable...and more so during this pandemic. Thanks so much, Kat. I appreciate your review. Lydi**

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

I enjoyed this poem very much. Welcome dear friend :)

[AJNJ]

Dreams are better realized with the help of someone loved. I appreciate this message very much. You have such a great way of saying things.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, AJ! Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

A table set with dishes of delicacies that grew in orchards and vineyards under stormy skies and tornadoes touching down... we sip the Wine of romantic ripples discovered at eventide. tenderly, Pat

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks for stopping by, Pat. Lydi**