Sea Dreams for M'lady Tara
The softly sighing sea it seems
surreptitiously alters dreams.
Subconsciously the ebb and flow
of surging tides which come and go.
Affects us adventitiously.
Almost as if by accident.
Awakening our sleeping souls
to strive for ever higher goals.
When wide awake we dare not try.
we wait until we are asleep.
To pursue dreams in which we fly
as though we are content to creep.
earthbound through every dreary day.
But sleeping listen to the sea
which tells us there’s a better way.
Because we are not meant to be.
Condemned to creeping sluggishly
along the surface of the ground.
In dreams we can triumphantly
spread our wings and fly around.
As freely as the restless sea
Acknowledging no boundary.
Imagination holds the key
unlocks the door and set us free.
The soft seductive murmuring
of breakers lapping at the shore.
Promote nocturnal wandering
to places we’ve not seen before.
We leave our bodies far behind
Enjoying the brief liberty
to seek and if we’re lucky find
A place which suits us perfectly.
Our bodies rest our minds do not.
Instinctively we know it’s true.
When morning comes we have forgot
and face the humdrum world anew.
According to our circumstance
Although some times we slip into
some kind of daydream semi trance.
Though you may not I know I do.
A brief and fleeting holiday,
a temporary state of bliss.
Relieve boredom of the day.
Could anyone begrudge us this?
The chances are no one will know
that quietly you’ve slipped away
No one will notice if you go
nor will they miss you anyway.
They too are lost in their day dreams
and only some emergency
will draw them quickly back it seems.
To the world of reality.
3-Dec-08
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Sometimes I think we should not try
to make our cherished dreams come true
and be content with fantasy.
We must accept reality
Some cherished dreams are doomed to fail.
Because they are not meant to be.
That does not mean we should not dream
For dreams are a necessity
Though they’re not always as they seem
Dreams can protect our sanity
provide escape from every day
repetitive reality.
Dreams can become reality
Though only if they’re meant to be.
31/05/2009
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What can you lose?
I’ve dreams to spare and dreams to share
For those of you prepared to dare
to leave behind reality
and try a little fantasy.
Although my dreams may not be new.
The promise that I make to you.
My dreams are all in good repair,
though some have seen a lot of wear.
You need not pay my dreams are free
because they’re low technology.
You do not need a power source
to view my dreams.Although of course
you must return them when you’re done
and if you’re truly satisfied
Exchange them for another one.
All sorts of dreams can be supplied.
Friday,22 January 2010
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Dreaming
Breezes soft as an angels kiss
caress the sleeping maiden’s hair.
Whilst she is lost in dreams of bliss.
Reality cannot compare
with the sweet dreams of innocents.
Who have not yet met with heartache
or suffered from life’s accidents.
Alas too soon she’ll have to wake
to face up to reality
and leave her childish dreams behind.
In pursuit of her destiny.
She too will learn to plot and scheme.
To try to make her dreams come true.
Just as the rest of us must do.
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Misplaced confidence for M lady C.T.Heart
Although dreams can come true; they seldom do.
We are convinced this rule does not apply
to us. We will be treated differently.
Such is our egocentric point of view
So we believe the dreams which we pursue
could well come true. We see no reason why
we should not succeed if we really try.
We fervently believe we deserve to.
The old adage” Hope springs eternally
Does not accord with our experience
but we can disregard this easily”
although it goes against all common sense.
Dreams are not known for logicality.
So in our dreams we still place confidence.
10-Nov-08
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I live for my dreams.
She comes to me in dreams at night.
And holds me as she used to do.
But disappears by morning light
So I am left to grieve anew..
There’s no one left to comfort me
My family are long since gone.
I wait for nightfall eagerly
Just for a while I’m not alone.
Each night before I sleep I pray
My love will come to visit me.
Although I’ll face another day
of loneliness and misery.
They say that passing time will heal.
For some perhaps it may be true.
But not for me because I feel
the anguish still of losing you.
I know somewhere you wait for me.
You can’t return and won’t go on.
You know we have eternity.
That I will follow where you’ve gone.
When death released you from your pain.
And left your spirit free to fly.
You promised me we’d meet again.
Now all I do is wonder why.
Fate decided that we should be.
Forced to go our separate ways
Parted arbitrarily.
Condemning me to lonely days.
She comes to me by night in dreams
and holds me as she used to do
When for a while at least it seems
as if my dreams will soon come true.
I pray each night I will not wake.
To be set free to rejoin you.
A journey I will gladly make.
There’s nothing here for me to do.
Tuesday,15 March 2011
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Thinking Deeply.
I find these days quite frequently.
I slip into a semi trance.
When meditating quietly
on fate and changing circumstance.
I close my eyes to contemplate
Which seems quite sensible to me.
It leaves me free to concentrate
On what I think not what I see.
Of course my wife accuse me
of napping when I’m in a trance
But she does enjoy teasing me.
A little when she gets the chance.
I can’t deny it’s possible
I dropp off when I’m comfortable.
But I do not believe I do.
Although my wife insists it’s true.
Wednesday,03 November 2010
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Singular Duality for M lay Catrina
The moon against the blue black night
A symbol of serenity
Bathes the world with silver light
a touch of surreality.
Far different to the world by day
which has no time for fantasy
The boring hum drum everyday
view of the world that most folks see.
The moonlight stimulates our dreams.
The interplay of light and shade
where nothing is quite as it seems.
The stuff of which all dreams are made.
The silver moon light can create
a moving tapestry of dreams
Produce in us a trance like state
and blend together without seams
reality and fantasy
Two worlds existing side by side
the moon somehow mysteriously
their difference can override.
I seize each opportunity
to see the shadows as they dance.
The moonlit night providing me
the time and place and circumstance.
26/04/2009
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Take a Break
I dreamt a dream with in a dream.
I did not know it could be so.
All part and parcel of the scheme
my mind creates, so that I know.
The human mind can’t be restrained
by any kind of boundaries
but refuses to be constrained
and demonstrates abilities.
Above beyond all that we know.
Though bodies ruled by gravity
are limited and cannot go
The Human mind can still fly free.
To where our bodies cannot go.
Explore the universe at will.
I am convinced it must be so
That is why our dreams fulfil.
Much more than can reality.
The humdrum world of every day
we can escape in fantasy
Just free your mind and let play.
You’ll find it will relieve your stress
You can forget what troubles you
The worries that you can’t express
Just close your eyes, that’s all you do.
A day dream is holiday
That everyone’s entitled to.
I am quite sure you know the way
to slip off for hour or two.
6-Nov-08
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I don't regret what might have been.
When the sun sets and the world is still.
I seek release in solitude
This is my time for memories
Some I can recall vividly
Selected from the multitude
Of dreams which I could not fulfil.
Some were my own and some were not
I can look back in retrospect.
Though some quite unexpectedly
Decide to surface suddenly.
Each one is worthy of respect
Although they have been long forgot.
The quiet time that lies between
The end of day and fall of night
Would seem to be appropriate
To sit alone and meditate
After the sun fades from sight
and contemplate what might have been.
Eventually I must conclude.
That I am where I’m meant to be
Some times I tried only to fail
My efforts were to no avail.
When I look back nostalgically
I know it’s just an interlude.
I’m well aware that all too soon.
I must accept reality.
The humdrum world of every day.
Is never very far away
And banishes my reverie
Beneath newly risen moon.
I face the morrow with a smile
Because I know the sun will set
Then I seek my solitude
Enjoy the peace and quietude.
That I so very seldom get.
If only for a little while.
I tend to stick to my routine
I am too old to change my ways
I see no reason why I should
The peace and quiet does me good
As I review my glory days.
I don’t regret what might have been.
Sunday,04 September 2011
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Maybe!
Maybe.
Perhaps our dreams are prophecies,
in which we see what is to be.
Though we don’t take them seriously
and disregard them completely.
It may be sad but it is true
There are a few a very few.
Who do believe and they achieve.
A great deal more than most can do.
Because they’re willing to pursue
their dream until they make it true.
This simple truth I share with you.
If you are willing to accept
the plans your sleeping mind projects
If you believe you can achieve.
Whatever goal you’re aiming for.
Things that you have not done before.
Dreamers can accomplish more
Because they’re willing to explore
the different possibilities.
Within their capabilities
They can achieve all they conceive.
I don’t expect you to agree
that every dream’s a prophecy.
But to consider carefully.
It’s possible that they might be.
You have free choice it’s up to you
to believe what you want to.
I’ve no intention to deceive.
I only want to share with you.
What I believe to be quite true.
You can do all you want to do.
That you can be successful too.
And make your dreams reality
instead of being fantasy.
All you need is to believe.
Tuesday,10 August 2010
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Out of your rut! !
Sometimes a change of circumstance
which seems to be a tragedy.
Turns out to be a second chance
to take you where you ought to be.
Your firm decides it must downsize,
your job amongst the first to go.
Although you’re taken by surprise.
You know you set your sights too low
You have no choice but to review
the reasons that you chose to stay
In a job which offered you
nothing but boredom day by day.
Redundancy may prove to be
to your advantage in the end.
You must examine thoroughly
the options which you have my friend
Accept responsibility
Decide just what you want to do
and then go on triumphantly
You can make all your dreams come true.
14/05/2009
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Boyhood Dreams.
Boyhood dreams.
You were.
My dream come true
To you I am the boy next door.
Although I’d like to be much more
I dare
not voice my love.
I am afraid you’d laugh at me.
So I must worship secretly
Your smile
can make my day.
You speak to me but I’m too shy
A stumble over my reply
Although
I think you know
That I am in love with you
You also know it isn’t true
But you
Choose to pretend
you do not know although you do
There’s nothing else that you can do.
You do.
What you think best.
Now I am older I can see
That you were very kind to me.
You could
have ignored me.
But you did not you really tried
To let me keep my boyish pride.
Intact
To interact
With me in such a gentle way
Which I remember still today
My thanks
Are due to you.
As I matured I found new dreams
That may come true or so it seems.
Saturday,05 November 2011
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Not Everyone Can Be Famous
Not everyone can be famous though many yearn for fame
In a World where millions do die without a penny to their name
And that any hope of an egalatarian Human World cannot exist cannot be denied
Whilst the gap between the haves and the have nots is growing ever wide
Their dreams of great wealth and fame millions do pursue
But for many of course such dreams never come true
And many who have great dreams die in poverty
For dreams are just dreams that's how it seems to be
Around the World today in every village, city and town
People daydream of great things of wealth and renown
And though to live in poverty only the saintlike would choose
For one for to win many destined to lose
To achieve in a big way seems a human need
And though many strive for success only few do succeed.
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Over the Hills for M'lady Ernestine
Over the hills.
Beyond the distant hills there lies.
A wonderland a paradise.
Not often seen by mortal eyes.
Alternative reality
which only dreamers ever see.
Imagination is the key.
That’s needed to unlock the door
and let your restless spirit soar
on high to where it can explore.
Beyond the range of normal sigh
to scenes which guarantee delight
and satisfy your appetite.
For things that may or may not be.
Indulge your taste for fantasy
Imagine what you want to see
Beyond the hills you can pretend
that you have found the rainbows end
You’ll find your day dreams can transcend.
All of the normal boundaries.
You can imagine what you please.
No limit to your fantasies.
Nobody can dispute the view
which you accept as being true.
Your dreams belong only to you.
Though other folks have different dreams.
Of crystal pools and flowing streams.
Each to their own or so it seems.
Beyond the distant hills there lies
a wonderland a paradise.
That’s only seen by dreamer’s eyes.
Tuesday,10 August 2010.
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Tailor made for you for M' lady Dawn Slaker
Dreams for sale, each one brand new.
Created daily fresh for you.
I do not claim my dreams come true
but I am sure that some must do.
The only thing I guarantee
is confidentiality.
If you should choose to buy from me.
There are no prying eyes to see.
The kind of dreams that you prefer
There are no records anywhere
So you can purchase free from care
I pride myself on being fair.
Each dream you buy is tailor made
and of the very highest grade
Well worth the price which you have paid.
I am certain that the will persuade.
Even the hardened sceptics to
return again for something new
I usually find that people do
and truly hope that you will too.
Dreams for sale a vast array
and all are freshly made today.
And if you cant afford to pay
I keep a few to give away.
For dreams are a necessity
whether bought are given free.
you can contact me easily
I live in your vicinity
.
If you should find you need a dream
just send your message by moon beam
The moon and I work as a team
that’s working well a splendid scheme
13-Aug-08.
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Reviewing the situation 2009
Moonlight on the water gleaming, nightime is the time for dreaming.
Lovers walking hand in hand, creating their own wonderland.
Sharing dreams as lovers do. dreams are better shared by two.
Sharing dreams discovering togetherness means everything
They are too young to understand fate can step in and take command.
They cannot do what they want to. It’s very sad but all too true
Circumstances altering quickly changing everything.
No longer strolling hand in hand, fate has destroyed their fairyland.
They’ve grown apart as couples do. What they have lost they can’t renew.
Although they once shared everything, that’s gone beyond recovering.
Their hopes and dreams they built on sand, without foundations cannot stand.
It’s not an easy thing to do they have no choice but to review
the situation once again..Though breaking up will cause you pain.
The dreams you shared were not in vain. You’re free to search for love again.
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09/06/2009
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Scotland calling.
Scotland Calling.
A land of glens and mountain streams.
Chuckling softly as they flow
A land that haunts the exiles dreams
with memories of long ago.
The dreams they have inherited.
Passed down inside their DNA.
Although some doubts are merited
It seems to be the only way.
We can explain memories
of places we have never seen.
Though scattered through the colonies
It seems embedded in our genes.
Is an urge which prompts us to.
Visit the land our forebears knew.
Saturday,28 August 2010
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Dreams
World turns black and white
Pictures in an empty room
Your love starts fallin down
Better change your tune
Reach for the golden ring
Reach for the sky
Baby just spread your wings
Chorus:
Well get higher and higher straight up well climb
Well get higher and higher leave it all behind
Run, run, run, away
Like a train runnin off the track
The truth gets left behind
And falls between the cracks
Standing on broken dreams
But never losing sight
Spread your wings
Chorus
So baby dry your eyes, save all the tears youve cried
Ohh thats what dreams are made of
Oh baby we belong in a world that must be strong
Ohh thats what dreams are made of
Solo
Chorus
Higher and higher who knows what well find
And in the end on dreams we will depend
Cause thats what love is made of
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It could happen to you.
He walks alone, she walks alone.
Each to the other one unknown.
She dreams of love, he dreams of love.
It seems at last the fates approve.
They met quite accidentally.
The time was right apparently
He smiles, she smiles and then they talk
and they agree to share their walk
She hopes that he, he hopes that she
enjoy each others company.
It seems they did for both agree
to walk together frequently.
He was alone, she was alone.
But now their loneliness has gone.
She has a friend, he has a friend.
It may well be that in the end
They’ll realise that it was meant.
Their meeting was no accident
But fate had planned it from the start
They were not meant to be apart.
And who are they to disagree.
What fate decrees must come to be.
She is content, he is content.
Each thinks the other heaven sent.
As well they might fate has the right
to interfere in love affairs.
Their future now is looking bright.
Fate brings together matching pairs.
Though he was shy and she was shy
Fate had decided they should be
a couple.No one can deny
that fate had matched them perfectly
He’s not alone, she’s not alone
Their friendship slowly ripening
into what they have never known.
As love insists on blossoming.
A daily walk for exercise.
They say is very good for you.
It may well be fate has a surprise
in store.You might find someone too.
Friday,04 December 2009
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In Dreams
Roy orbison
A candy-colored clown they call the sandman
Tiptoes to my room every night
Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper
Go to sleep. everything is all right.
I close my eyes, then I drift away
Into the magic night. I softly say
A silent prayerlike dreamers do.
Then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you.
In dreams I walk with you. in dreams I talk to you.
In dreams youre mine. all of the time were together
In dreams, in dreams.
But just before the dawn, I awake and find you gone.
I cant help it, I cant help it, if I cry.
I remember that you said goodbye.
Its too bad that all these things, can only happen in my dreams
Only in dreams in beautiful dreams.
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