Daydream Poems - Poems about Daydream

...Lay in the hammock I look around for the source of the music There's a blackbird taking the credit Though I see he doesn't have a guitar His stage is the neighbours chimney And he's every bit ......Read the rest...

... Love is not a many splendored thing; it is a cot, a comfy suspended ring upon which we dream for wishes granted. In the privacy of imagination we envision prince charming and fair maiden......Read the rest...

...Sometimes I don't know you, Other times I don't know me, Sometimes, you are just a stranger crossing the sky's limit, Other times, you are my dearest brethren. You don't look beyond the surface......Read the rest...

...A cold wind chilled rain Dances with a warming sun …April’s goose bumps Mushy melting leaves Replenish the earth …As earthworms da......Read the rest...

...I was a bed and mattress tester, a dream job like that of a yellow moon. I tested the comfort of beds, pillows, etc., for night is ever coming soon. I studied sleep patterns too, like viv......Read the rest...

...On that July day of confusion and discord, I entered the women's psychiatric ward. A place I'd been in before, receiving a calming shot in my buttocks on the floor. I was delirious with my panic......Read the rest...

...Old cherry trees beside the church In early bloom this spring I got new travel film to watch New birdies come to sing “You poor thing, you beggar boy Just listen to the air” - They twee to me......Read the rest...

...I felt a sharp thrill in my heavy heart, But hardly knew if that tip of a dart Was caused by delight, fear or curious mind, And felt an eerie, strong urge truth to find, But naught was seen b......Read the rest...

...curiosity in chance shapes surface a shock of suggestion reflections proliferate in spots stains washes &stains dots daydream to enrich solitude & ......Read the rest...

...I go to bed at three, I usually wait beneath the plum tree, That tree is useless like my name, You and I are in a blissful game! You are too sweet for me, Never lived inside me as if you were ......Read the rest...

... Now fly, show off gossamer wings; Blessed with hunger am I, brave with weatherproof strings; I aim for a bullseye; Now write, letters are alchemy; Each reader can take flight, learn you ......Read the rest...

...She was staring into space. Suddenly she saw a face. From a misty haze of yellow Spoke a nazel voice, quite mellow, "Join me please, come, let's tango." Snatched away! Where did that man go? No......Read the rest...

...You are the flame that warms my sadness, you are the passion that regenerates my broken soul. In your heart lies endless love, a gentle emotion full of compassion. To heal my wounds, I discovered......Read the rest...

..."N/A in Open Poetry 8" “Nothing gold can stay” Title of short poem by Robert Frost Once upon a time I was a stream that trickled along carefree, knowing nothing of the mighty ri......Read the rest...

...The one who delivered a garden of roses, which also bears thorns? A scenery that vanishes with time? Or Memories of warmth destined to be bottled up? Yet you were the rope I held tightly onto. ......Read the rest...