When the Moment Came

When the Moment Came

A Poem by cassandra violet
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This is part of a new collection of poems I'm working on that are about dreams I've had.

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The hour was dark when I woke in bed

rising to restlessly gaze out towards the moon

whose candle poured dripping wax upon the streets,

lighting the shadows with fire.

I observed it with awe as I longed

deeply to see the sight of similar settings,

the pondering impregnated me with curiosity

and my sanity set as I strolled outside into

the uncertainty of the vacant night,

heart beating more wild

with each different sight brought from my steps.

My stubborn soles could not stop,

they galloped freely towards the vast

down land’s different paths

until I came to the sands of a shore tinted softly

with the birth of morning light.

Dawn danced dressed in vivid silk

to the music of waves swaying,

frolicking through the fields of the sky

in crimson hue, glistening off the fabric of nature

to reveal waters freckled with sparkle,

with mountains of saffron sand.

Blossoms woke behind me,

unfolding plum shaded petals rising from

the swerving hips of grass’ blades.

My soul begun to mirror the world around me,

becoming the tango of trees,

the innocence of the precious petals,

the glide of the waves,

and I became aligned with the setting-

the moment I had been waiting for 

for all of my life.

© 2011 cassandra violet


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Your descriptions are amazing.
"Dawn danced dressed in vivid silk
to the music of waves swaying," These two lines are among the most beautiful, but it truly just goes on and on painting the most glorious picture with your pen.
Exquisite imagery.....loved it!



Posted 14 Years Ago


If this was a dream. Your mind is strong and have great imagination. I like the description and the use of nature in the poem. A very good ending to the poem. Dreams can be doorways to real life if we try to understand them. A excellent poem. Thank you
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago


I wonder what meaning your dreams have, besides giving you a beautiful array of poems to share with us. This was a brilliant, I loved it.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow! Your words paint such a vividly beautiful picture! I too am in awe! If only I could dream in color what would I see? lol

Posted 14 Years Ago


Pure genius, I love it!~

Posted 14 Years Ago


Brillaint!

Posted 14 Years Ago



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cassandra violet

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