Dreams of Clouds

Moonlight shining on the winter fields,

Of grass and dandelions and wild things.

Shining on me,

As I lie on the grass, the dew soaking my shirt.

I look up and count stars, watch clouds.

I dream.

I dream of clouds floating down, turning into you.

Of clouds covering me, caressing me.

Loving me, like you never will.

As I dream, a breeze comes along on silent feet,

And blows my dreams out of the sky.

And you’re gone.

Gone from me.

The wind has carried you away from me,

Never to return.

Author's Note

this took me like 5 minutes, and was just pretty much getting my feelings out, with a bit of metaphor and stuff. so dont expect that much.

Reviews

[Sasavet]

This is beautiful Karina, but so sad and I find it to be really hopeful and hopeless all at once. Keep hoping :). I really liked the line

"Moonlight shining on the winter fields,
Of grass and dandelions and wild things."

I just loved this because it's saying WINTER fields but there are flowers and wild things, this was where I saw the biggest contrast between hopefulness and hopelessness. You're lying in the winter fields, so that's the hopelessness where there is hopefulness but you just don't see it, and then

"As I lie on the grass, the dew soaking my shirt." That's your hopefulness :)

This might not have been your intentional effect since you live (where you live), but it definitely means this for me...as winter here means miles and miles of snow :P

I love this

[Lorraine]

This poem makes me imagine the feelings I usually have when I stare at the clouds and just enjoy the simple joys of nature. I love the light and reflective feel of this short poem.

Keep Writing. ^___^