I had a perfect dream
I dreamt I was on the sea
I had a perfect vision
I saw light in the dust
I had a perfect thought
I can’t remember now
I had a perfect dream
I dreamt of peace
I had a perfect feeling
It once held me tightly
But nothing is perfect
Red Wolf Journal Spring 2014, and a fresh start
10 years ago
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I like the chord the end strikes in this poem. Its as if you are floating on a cloud only to wake up. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteRobert you are very kind thanks!
ReplyDeleteI think I finally woke up!
Pamela
Very melodic... love it.
ReplyDeletePerplexing Perfection
Thanks Julie
ReplyDeletePamela
We know it's impossible but we keep dreaming perfection. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThanks Nara we do, don't we!
ReplyDeletePamela
So true, Pamela...there really is nohing perfect!
ReplyDeleteHi Mary and thanks for stopping by and commenting. I thought you were on vacation so you must be back!
ReplyDeletePamela
Perfection only exists in our minds, not in reality! Love this one, Pamela!
ReplyDeleteHellooooo Pamela! I'm glad I'm back, otherwise I would have missed this one! It's one of my favorites of yours. I had a perfect thought, too, once and I wish I had a perfect dream. Jealous. <3
ReplyDeleteMarianne
ReplyDeleteSo true! Thanks!
Pamela
Linda so nice to see you!
ReplyDeleteI hope to see you over at POW!
A little French oh la la! (the extent of my French).
Pamela
very lyric poem. the world " carry" reminds me of W.H Auden's I can your heart.
ReplyDeletekeep on writing!
Thanks Mory
ReplyDeleteNice to see you over at Poets United!
Pamela