Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Dreamer

You may say I'm a dreamer,
but my world is not as yours,
and in the making of my days,
the dream reveals the source,

for it is in deep imagining that
I can find my way, and dance
upon the cracks of life, neatly
stepping, through each chance,

scotching hops which do not
lead, across the squared nights
and rounded hours, chalked
lightly on the path of time...

you may say I'm a dreamer,
and I admit that I am, for the
dream is no more than the
mind of God made manifest.

 https://dversepoets.com/2017/08/15/musical-muse/#comment-126873

8 comments:

  1. I think there is nothing wrong in dreaming for something good.

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  2. This made me smile:
    "scotching hops which do not
    lead, across the squared nights
    and rounded hours"

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  3. I especially like the squared nights and rounded hours.

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  4. Was it the song Imagine that this poem is derived from? It is excellent if it is. The third stanza is outstanding.

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  5. This is beautiful Roslyn, I especially love 'the dream reveals the source,for it is in deep imagining that I can find my way' xxx

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  6. Some dreams should never have to be dreams...I think you've captured that here. Thanks for joining in.

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  7. I like the idea that the dream is the mind of God made manifest.

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