Showing posts with label the past. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the past. Show all posts

Saturday, October 12, 2019

The Dream Poems

   Rebeca Cygnus photography
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Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse # 77

In a dream you are never eighty.  ~Anne Sexton


I double dog dared myself to write 2 poems for this one, so here are my poems for the promt:

The Casualties of Dreams,

Awake I dream of what could be
But Asleep I dream of what has been
re-living my past as a person at times I barely know
each place is a little different
and yet everything is always the same
I brave storms in rooms I have lived in
and walk close to the edge of cliffs where
I know I have never walked
fearless as I would have been
 before I ever knew what it was to fall
yet all the fears I have learned to hold
come out like pigeons wanting crumbs
and every struggle I have wrestled with
manifests itself like a spirit
 that floats through walls
that I rarely can escape
I almost lose my dearest love
 down every dangerous street
As I fall further from where I once was
Lost and feeling alone
Then my father
 who has been gone for decades
 enters asking me
 do I know where I am?
My voice answers
 I am only dreaming
As my heart answers,
Yes I am here to visit you!
For awake I dream of what could be
But asleep I dream of what has been.

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The Soul's Odyssey,


It is as an excursion of the heart
when we lay our head to rest
where the matters of the soul
journey back to be a guest
the day rewinds from eyes open to eyes shut
 and our thoughts reach out to explore
opening every closed window
and running through every open door
from childhood homes and play grounds
to peril in the streets
it is a high action movie
that is viewed from within the sheets



Saturday, January 5, 2019

Food for Thought

Courtesy Google Images


I need neither future nor past, but to learn to take today not too fast. 
~Jeb Dickerson


Yesterday is a vanilla ice cream cone
it has already melted
picking it up now will be an unnecessary mess

Tomorrow is an apple from the tree
that is not quite ripe enough for eating
so do not worry over picking it now

Today is a prime rib steak dinner
it is hot and ready to serve
chew it slow and enjoy!


©Carrie Van Horn 2019



Monday, September 22, 2014

The Unspoken


Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his friends can only read the title.  ~Virginia Woolf