The Dream

interlockingI just

Woke up

From the

Most glorious

Dream.

You were

Coming home

Tomorrow.

You called

To tell me

You

Couldn’t

Wait

To spend

The day

With me.

I was

In

Heaven.

When I

Awakened,

I could

Tell that I

Was smiling.

A warmth

Enveloped

Me.

Finally,

Some

Happiness

In a

Broken hearted,

Lonely world.

Then I slowly

Became

Aware

That it

Had all

Just been

A dream.

Does that

Make my

Perfect dream

A nightmare

Now?

About Austin

Native New Yorker who's fled to the quiet life in Maine. I write movies, root for the Yankees, and shovel lots of snow.
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19 Responses to The Dream

  1. mandolinsummer says:

    No. Dreams are the feelings they leave you with. This one brought you love and hope, even if it was brief. Savor that and forget the reality.

  2. this is beautiful… thank you for posting!

  3. I love this! You really a talented writer!

    I think dreams are a window into your soul. (<- sounds a bit 'hippy' doesn't it?) They play out your hopes, fears and desires.

  4. *You really are a talented writer. Excuse my poor writing, it’s been a long day. Haha!

  5. marjma2014 says:

    Lovely. Didn’t know you’re a poet!

  6. ksbeth says:

    it is not a nightmare, because it was joyful for you

  7. Sadly, yes. Just being honest. Well done.

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