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"Shadow Trap"

by Jeph Johnson

 

Now free from
the trappings
of East
Burnside sleaze
and the
Saturday
night
rock and roll
strip teaze
the shadows
that once veiled
brown eyes
up and leave
and follow
me naked
yet so
candidly
through the
chaotic pace
my heart
fails to keep
while my mind's
recollection
responds
indiscreet
and frantically
tries
to distinguish
a trace
of the stirring
display
I've beheld
in her face
and though
her reappearance
has yet manifest
in my thoughts
I hold gently
her shape
to my chest
and dream
wide awake
some abstract design:
trust, faith, belief
and her hand in mine
even after
the light
I've sought
to describe
fades to shadows
again
and she
tries to hide
I cannot depart
her troubled
brown eyes

Author's Notes/Comments: 

circa 2001

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AIM HIGH



let my soul soar

to its unlimited heights

to kiss the sky

though storms draw nigh

strong winds of scorn

hovers over my horizon

it can clip my wings

but never my will to fly.








Author's Notes/Comments: 

Never surrender.  Reach for your dreams.

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On your eyes

The lines of your eyes show laughter, surprise and

for all these emotions you look

As a dove in the rain, you rest in my brain and

your elegence shines by the book.

The touch I do miss is the touch of your kiss for

the shape of your mouth is my dream,

I wake to your voice not really by choice but

to me very real does it seem.

Give me your vow, that a long time from now

my heart will be safe in your stay,

For it lay in an eden, sent madly to Sweden and

I feel very 'lone when 'tis 'way.

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"Dreams"

by Jeph Johnson

 

Dreams woven intricately
Delicately unfold,
Entangle with reality,
Seem foolish, yet seem bold...
Illusionary fodder
They appear as before my eyes.
How do I remember something
I cannot recognize?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

circa 2000 

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PRINCESS OF VOCALS

IMAGES OF SPIRITS

SHINE THROUGH

WITH MUSICAL NOTES

TO ACCOMPANY THEM

DANCING IN MY MIND

LIKE THOUGHTS ON THE WIND

ANGELIC VOICE

SINGS OF LONELY TIMES

MAKES YOU WANNA CRY

OH WHAT PAIN SHE FEELS

IMAGES OF SPIRITS

LOST IN THE TRANSITION

WITH WORDS

SANG IN THE DARK

SHE LEADS THEM HOME

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PICTUES IN MY MIND

With eyes closed

sense aware

feeling the warmth

from the sun on my face.



Hearing acute

off in the distance

I hear the rhythm walk

an elderly lady with grace.



Eyes still closed

sun's warmth surrounds me

music playing low

Supremes singing to my soul.



Little girls smile

makes my day

eyes so bright

she's on a roll.



With eyes closed

I can see life

from a much clearer

point of view.



Sometime when you are out

just having a lazy day

why not try this

I would like thoughts from you.






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The Never Begining Love

Strolling along the waters of darkness and light,

the waters of so many lovers,

and so many heartbreaks.



My head wondered of which I'll be,

A lover?

or a broken heart?



Impulses triggered my lonely hands,

To reach for yours?

or to back into the pockets forever?



For your hands I reached,

Your hands that did not reject,

Yet did not behold.



My heart and soul wonders,

From my head to toe,

Of what your thoughts and what your feelings were.



Towards me of course!

And towards many things,

that I did not understand.



Perhaps it was the time,

Perhaps it was the occasion,

And perhaps it was just you.



That caused the inhibitor to remove,

The key to unlock,

And opened the gates to my heart.



Maybe it was me,

Or maybe it was the waters,

And maybe it was just and impulse.



My head swirled,

As the moon and the stars blinked shyly,

as my cheeks burned silently.



Will this ever end?

Unfortunately it did,

On that now empty bench.



Where we sat and stared,

In to nothing that we cared for,

Knowing that any minute will be the end.



Where we thought of nothing,

spoke of nothing,

and felt of nothing.



Was it nothing?

Was it love?

Was it anything?



Was it acceptance?

Was it real?

or Was it only a game?



Now that the chance is over,

I dont know what to think,

Only knowing that I have done right.



To stay as we were,

To be what we were,

To be you and to be me.



To end all thoughts,

I've written this down,

Becomes a closure for our never beginging love.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicate to a special guy I know. You are one of a kind.

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ADRIFT A DREAM

I close my eyes and I sail away

On the bluest of seas

The waves moving me....my body swaying

Hearing faint echos in my head



Laughter and song surround me

As my dream comes alive

Im floating high above the beauty of the trees

Reaching out touching the fluffy white clouds



Slumber takes me deeper, releasing my soul

Peace is all around me

I swim with the dolphins

They show me the beauty of the sea beneath



I race with the killer whales

Full of strength, power, and I'm in awe

Devotion to one another so rarely shared

In my dreams I am home



I frolick with the manatee

The gentle giant of the coast

So peaceful, so unthreatening

Angels of the water they truly are



Seals chase me in a game of tag

All are welcomed, so friendly are they

Heaven has opened its doors and here I am

Adrift my dream

Author's Notes/Comments: 

DREAMS to live a life without them is a glum affair

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OF DREAMS ENTWINED



Subtle premonitions,

Reflections in the mind

reveal passions of the soul

and shiver through the spine,



Aimless masterpieces

of unfound love....

though,

within the depths

of dreams entwined,



Shadows of things...

to come,

Visions of what is next,

Looking..

back down a road

of a past...

we cannot change,



And yet...

we find more than a miracle,

And touch...

those simple smiles

that some spend a lifetime searching for,

Could it be...

that we've grown wise

in the finding

of what meets between our eyes ?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written By:
B.E. Whitehorn,
Sarah Carter &
Valerie Jochum

This was fun to write as the three of us live in different states.  Interesting trying to get three minds to collaborate and stay on the same subject matter.

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