My Dream
This is my dream now.
I can now escape night terrors and the Dali dream which was delirium.
I am single-handed, yet feeling closely-held and not forsaken.
Out, out into the thistledown, featherlight and floating,
I am carried on Etesian winds;
caressed by raindrops, watched over by angels.
I can see a rainbow but now in fade-out
I am seen in sweet sepia, softly sleeping.
I am unique and special, solitary but safe.
I am high-flown now, carried away like a poem.
I fly below doves, follow in the wake of clouds
and nothing can stop me.
I am to be cherished forever.
This my dream now.
Cait O’Connor
This is written as a response to another Magpie Tale. Read more here
(The photographer is Martin Stranka.
19 comments:
Soft soft sounds with superb tone set by opening and closing.
Love the dream....feel liberation in your words...capability for everything!~ Nice.
beautiful...x
softly divine
May your dream true and be all you wish for.
Mesmerising.
beautiful
Lovely, especially the part about being watched over by angels.
to be in the dream like this.. how soft and beautiful
The seven circles of cait oconnor would be nothing like poor old Dantes !
Cait, I am so glad to have read this poem, and to be able to tell you I do love the possibility of dreaming. Often my overnight sleep is too consistently deep for me to realize my own dreams.
I am grateful for the good rest that such sleep provides, but am glad every now and then to coast a little near the edge of dreamland, when I can actually catch hold of where my mind is traveling. I felt this sensation as I read this poem.
Thank you. xo
That "Dali dream which was delirium" tales a story that goes on forever. Love it.
Wonderful dreams - to be in the clouds and wanting to be free! One is blessed! Wonderful write Cait!
Hank
This is lovely Cait. x
Ha! I like your referral to last week's prompt! Lovely write...
I loved the opening lines:
"This is my dream now.
I can now escape night terrors and the Dali dream which was delirium."
There is a dream within a dream scenario with the inclusion of Dali. Many thanks.
Greetings from London.
There is something soul soothing about the vision of being watched by angels...this was delightful and warm to read. Lovely!
I am seen in sweet sepia, softly sleeping.
Lovely words.
=)
Oh, man. I wish I could write like this........
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