EclipseOfTheMoon

From the Pocket of a Dream

*Dreams to Dream*

What is that
leaking through the hourglass of the past?
Grains, of which every single one holds a story,
maybe a piece of love to share,
some tears to shed or pains to forget.

Dreams.
Falling onto the bottom of our minds,
they never really disappear.
Woven into the purple softness of silence,
their eyes are closed.
Yet, their hearts beat alive.

Dreams to dream.
Dormant memories of a future.
Refreshing drinks for the thirsty soul.

Thoughts at nights.
Climbing the curtains, dripping to the floor.
Sweet like honey licks from the forbidden bottle
somewhere in the pantry of childhood.
Elated again,
joyful in a dance within the green meadows
of a new life,
breathing with new lungs,
growing bigger, stronger, opening new views…

Leaking through the hourglass, all that is gone is pain.
Old remembrance.
Erased,
sunk into the blackness of the quicksand
which swallows it gladly, so eagerly,
satisfying an insatiable hunger
lingering all these years.

Dreams to dream.
On the purple bedding of love.
At last.

***
© Eclipse 2011

Image by veryangrytoad

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22 comments on “*Dreams to Dream*

  1. e.a.s. demers
    December 9, 2011

    Wonderful piece 🙂

  2. Janaki Nagaraj
    November 29, 2011

    Beautifully captured.

  3. Morning
    November 26, 2011

    very brilliant piece.
    wonders keep us exploring.

    🙂

  4. Marbles in My Pocket
    November 25, 2011

    A wonderful write, and a pleasure to read. Very nicely done!
    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/11/23/the-last-grain-of-sand/

  5. Jamie
    November 25, 2011

    I like the phrase ‘pantry of childhood’ – very neat.

  6. Olive Tree
    November 24, 2011

    again, I keep repeating myself. this is beautiful, magical, marvelous, Eclipse. every word and the way you put them together…. all I can say is thank you for sharing your talent. I’m so happy to find you and your work.

  7. Sue Dreamwalker
    November 23, 2011

    beautiful Eclipse… We should never forget to Dream… and even if they are wisps of fantasy that float through our minds.. We can still close our eyes and capture their image to hold close to our hearts… And one day, One day, our Dreams come true..
    Love to you and yours
    ~Dreamwalker xxx

  8. Scribbling Gal
    November 23, 2011

    Wow You write magic …I came to your blog through nimue’s blog and I am glad I did…or I was missing something 🙂

    I can actually imagine thinking on the same lines…loved it….following u now on 🙂

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  10. ladynimue
    November 22, 2011

    supppper sweet !!!
    so much delicious i must say !
    wow !!!

    Love to read your words always …
    you inspire and amuse me no end …

  11. Broken Sparkles
    November 22, 2011

    The thoughts at night, climbing the curtains, they certainly pay me sweet visits …

    May you always dream sweet dreams when the twilight touches the indigo sky and the sun whispers sugary lyrics for good night …

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  13. Soul
    November 22, 2011

    Fantstic graphic and nice poem.
    Have a magical night and great week dear Eclipse.
    Hugs
    Soul.

  14. Sam373
    November 21, 2011

    I do love your writing.

  15. douginator
    November 21, 2011

    Always a pleasure to come here and read something across the universe of writing. Not to mention, to read up on a friend. Though, we never met, and to mention that on line friends, you’re one of the oldest I have now…

    Douglas S. Taylor

  16. Martin
    November 19, 2011

    I love so many lines of this poem, like “Sweet like honey licks from the forbidden bottle / somewhere in the pantry of childhood.” And the image of dreams woven in the silence with eyes closed and hearts beating alive.

  17. Morning
    November 19, 2011

    THE OPENING LINE INSTANTLY MAKES ME SMILE.

    fabulous take on hourglass.

    welcome linking to poets rally if you could.

  18. Daydreamertoo
    November 19, 2011

    Beautiful. Our dreams are sometimes that which keeps hope alive.
    As always, a beautiful dance of words from you.

  19. Androgoth
    November 19, 2011

    A very nice poem Eclipse
    and thank you for sharing
    your wonderful talent 🙂

    Have a sweet weekend 🙂

    Androgoth XXx

  20. cat.
    November 19, 2011

    I have always been fascinated by hourglasses. They are mysterious, and they can teach us a million things about life. Love, cat,

  21. SandyCarlson (USA)
    November 19, 2011

    The correspondence is beautiful. Thanks for this.

  22. David Francis Barker
    November 18, 2011

    Lovely, I particularly like the line ‘dormant memories of a future’, which hints of the journey we are all on – to somewhere. Once again, you seem to suggest that the dreaming world is somehow more ‘real’ than the waking world. Either can be horrific but this world is finite, at least, whereas our dream go on ad finitum.

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