d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #38 – Dream
Sweet dreams, De
—
High Flying Dreamer
I’m dreaming, scheming, seeming
to fly to the edge of the gleaming sun
then fall back to earth,screaming
with joy, hair streaming behind like a sail
inhale, exhale, breath slowly
let it flow, run downhill
until exhausted I rest in the
arms of Orpheus
I LOVE that first line, especially!
A sweet dream, indeed. 🙂
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What a fun poem. I love the rhythm of this.
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Love the internal rhyme of this. Very cool!
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Your dream is like a perfect adventure
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I wouldn’t mind to be in one. 🙂
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I love the pace of your poem, Candy, which is enhanced by all the rhyming verbs – I’m exhausted too! And I’m not long up!
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after all that momentum, the last line is sheer poetry
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Those first two lines really captured me!
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Joyful and exuberant💜
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A nice place to land! Lovely!
Anna :o]
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I liked the description of the dream dance until resting with that musical charmer, Orpheus.
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