Dandelion Wishes

 Like that moment in between dreams and waking,

when the fantasy is still more believable than reality

and shapes take on fuzzy edges and transparent colors,

your voice is starting to fade into the background.

I’m not so sure I can even hear you anymore,

or if I even believe you exist.

That hope that you’re out there

waiting for me

hoping for me

wanting to love me

for me

has the feel of a bedtime story

that is told over and over again

to keep away the tangible existence

of the monster  lurking in my closet

waiting to creep back inside me.

I have come to realize

that blowing dandelions into the wind

does not make wishes come true.

Nor does wishing on stars

(though stars do not overpopulate the earth with weeds…).

If you were really out there

you would have heard me by now.

But you’re not.

And you won’t.

And it looks like it’s just me

that will be riding off into the sunset

alone.

Reviews

[Murphy]

You have a knack for capturing the moment. I know that sounds a bit vague, but you have captured the moment here... this moment between dreams and waking. My favorite lines:

I have come to realize
that blowing dandelions into the wind
does not make wishes come true.
Nor does wishing on stars
(though stars do not overpopulate the earth with weeds�)

smiling at your little sidenote "though stars do not overpopulate the earth with weeds".. that's cute..
Yet, while it "looks like it's just you", somehow I think many of us can relate and echo the sentiment.

[AK]

'I have come to realize
that blowing dandelions into the wind
does not make wishes come true."

If I've learned anything over the years it's that hope, like self-respect and confidence, must never be abandoned. Even the simple act of blowing a dandelion opens the door to so many new dandelion opportunities and possibilities. From all those seeds set adrift will come opportunities for others to launch their dreams aloft in exactly the same way.

As I read this I was struck by the duality of the piece though, the spiritual and the natural sides. This could have been written to some particular person... or to God.
If to the former... hang in there. Love often strikes when least expected. And from the most unexpected sources.
If to the latter... there is no one more interested in your well being than He.

This is exactly the kind of writing that touches others in so many different ways. There's something here for everyone. Very nicely done!

[TiaVictoria]

awww. I love this. It's adorable, and just amazing!