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Fix-ed

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I thought of you today.  Normally, you sit just on the edge of memory, slightly out of reach.  Barely a shadow, yet tangible enough to teach.  You remind me of a lesson it took too long to learn or match left way too long to burn.  You take me back to that victim of before, scarred for your love and craving more.  You were the drug and I was your addict.  Well, you know what they say about old habits…

I thought about you today and I caught myself dreaming…

You are the drug that I am no longer fiending… 

Life Brew

Coffee beans and brewed coffee by fotolia

wake each morning faithfully
body creaks in discontent
stampeding children… gracefully
breakfast dear?… nod assent
nosy neighbor… circumvent
newspapers boast coming afterlife
coupon clipping… ‘save a cent’

coffee… aroma of my life

©Day Dreamer

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Kiss of Motherhood

Little Kiss by sologratia

She blew me a kiss

and I couldn’t help but stare

at the child in the white bonnet,

with the golden blond hair.

She fit the usual description:

“the cutest little thing”,

except for one irregularity:

her eyes were emerald green.

Now I’ve seen eyes before,

but never such as that!

They read the book of my soul,

discerning fiction from fact.

I’d have given anything I promised,

fulfilled any feasible task.

At that very moment,

all the child need do was ask.

I had an awful urge

to follow wherever she’d lead.

To protect her with my life

and keep her from every misdeed.

How foolish was I to underestimate

the power of such innocence?

I was the one she was protecting,

leading me to all that a Mother is.

Because of her, I was ready.

Motherhood came as no surprise.

I was taught a mother’s love

by the child with the rare green eyes.

© Day Dreamer

Poem prompted by Vice Versa – #9 and Open Link Night ~ Week 55.  Stop by for some great poetry and great company!  Don’t forget, when adding your link to the list, stop by and leave a comment for your fellow poets!  See you there!

I Wish I Could Tell You

I wish I could tell you

things will be alright

but I really don’t know myself.

I just sit,

wait,

hope,

and dream.

For what?

What exactly am I waiting for?

Will there be a sign,

some universal symbol,

and will I just

automatically know?

Where will I go?

What will I do

as I wait?

Will you wait with me

or is that too much to ask?

Will you follow me,

blind

on a trail to forever

or never?

Maybe we could just enjoy the trip

and quip?

Let’s marvel at what happens

along the way.

I wish I could tell you

things will be alright,

but really…

I can’t say.

 

Daydreamer

 

I am a daydreamer.  People say nothing comes of it.
That answers are not found in the stars
but in scars that reality leaves for us.
Only things you can touch.
But that contradicts
what you told me when I was six.
Didn't you tell me to follow my dreams?
I can't touch them now but soon,
Momma please.
Let me daydream a little longer.
I don't want to be enslaved at night
by those fancies of flight
that only come in my unconscious state.
Because I can't move and have to wait.
Wait for morning and I forget
what they were. My mind resets.
Programmed to the stereotype that I have to
do things a certain way to be accepted. Patterned
into the design some other daydreamer concepted
and realized.
I am a daydreamer.  I want to dream awake
and not wait
to do something about it.
Take what I see
and what's within me
to change the world.
I know Momma I'm just a girl,
but I can do it. One dream at a time,
with one word or rhyme.
Pisces are escapists and idealistic they say.
But Thomas Edison and Bill Gates were described that way.
"Frank Lloyd Wright daydreamed so intensely
that his uncle had to shout at him to get him back."
Can't you see Momma? For me it's like that.
I think in pictures and feel things.
Books read like rhyme and I touch themes.
It's not something I became.
I was born this way.
I want to be free Momma.
I don't want to fight.
Please understand I dream
and realize them by day,
so I can rest easy at night.