Thematic Attic…Your Dream Day~
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Dream Day
Believe in your dreams
Believe in yourself
Make your dreams come true
Let`s have fun and being creative writing in a poetry style
Your Dream Day
What would it be
How would you spend it
It is your Day take us with you
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Good Evening Thematic Attic team 😉 Jon, Bettie and Good Evening to all Know we all have dreams and cannot wait for you to share them or a special one with us tonight Warm grateful hugs for being here :love: :love: :love:
Loving the dreams and your beautiful blog. Will be dreaming of some words to try and put together. Big Hugs and Greetings from Sizzling Southern California. :love: :love: :love:
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Working on something new, but in the meantime . . . . YIKES, a terzanelle . . . .
NIGHT’S PAINTED CANVAS
On the painted canvas of night
my dreams like twinkling stars, they dance.
I try to catch them in their flight.
And leaving nothing up to chance
across the pages of my heart
my dreams like twinkling stars, they dance.
At twilight where my dream do start,
between the night and end of day
across the pages of my heart.
Their muted glow lighting my way
as stepping back they’re clear to me
between the night and end of day.
So clearly I can’t help but see,
I grasp them in my outstretched hands
as stepping back they’re clear to me.
And giving in to night’s demands
on the painted canvas of night,
I grasp them in my outstretched hands;
I try to catch them in their flight.
(c) bak 10-22-10
barbara kausteklis
My Dream Day . If only had one
Without costing a cent
Having a make over with a spray of nice scent
Get on a plane wouldn`t matter if had dents
Just take me and let me meet all my friends here evering spent
With leaving gifts even paying off loans in full sharing love being content
BELIEVE IN SELF AND IT IS POSSIBLE
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If one believe enough
It is so possible
Even havin
The belief
Of a mustard seed
One kin go far
Thats all I have
I keep losein it but I fine it again
Hold on to the thought that it can happen even if it dont
The thought that it could
Keep me hangin on to hope
Believe I do
I know in heart
That all is possible
Its just every thing thats possible
Is not for all to have
Believe in miracle
I so do
They happen
Believe light strict
Yes I do
It can strict in the same place twice ever
I believe in most things
Even if you say pig fly okay
I know that impossible
But I believe
I believe in life and death
Yet when it comes self
I fine that hard to believe that I can I am yet I be
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Written By: Bettie Davis —————————– © August 29 , 2o12
DREAMS OF YOU
Dreams of you
Just steal me heat away
And it stormy me so
I just wanna cry
A river of tears just
Knowin I cant have you
The love of my life
In some one else arms
If you love some body
And you cant have them
All you gotta do is
Dream a little dream
And things will be alright
At lease for a while
Dont wake the dream
The dreams I do have
They are of you
I feel you
And it feels so real
You holdin me tight to your heart
I dream the dream of you and me for ever more
The silhouette of two body
Dancin in the night
Lure the dream
Bring you closer to me
The heat of two body in the night
Feels so real
Dont wake me
Let the dream take me there
To where you are
If I cant have you at
Lease let me dream that I do
I dream the dream
And its alright
At lease for a while
Written By: Bettie Davis ———————- © August 19 , 2o12
We’re doing Clerihews about our own invented cartoon characters this week on the Friday Fling. Here’s a quad Clerihew about one I just made up. He’s a randy smiley LOL
Gleamer the dreamer
dreams of a screamer
who goes quite moanly.
But only when lonely.
Gleamer the dreamer
would not drive a Beamer.
A maxivan only,
for him and Miss Moanly.
Gleamer the dreamer
is such a lame schemer.
If his van is rockin
don’t you come a knockin.
Gleamer the dreamer’s
a consciousness streamer.
He rocks his own world
when his daydream’s unfurled.
Copyright August 29th 2012 RGD
A new dream piece to share . . . .
DREAMING BIG DREAMS
New dreams to dream,
new ways to be me,
my soul once more stirred,
a new fabric to weave,
lost within my dreams again,
and happy that I am,
musing and amused
in the middle
of the day.
Dreaming big dreams
under the bright light of day,
I know that eventually
those dreams of mine
will become reality
under tomorrow’s
noonday sun.
And with a blink
and another little smile,
I tuck these dreams away
with lullabies of night
that sing to my soul
as I drift off to sleep.
(c) barbara kausteklis 8-29-12
Thank each of you for such inspiring poetry shared tonight
So, happy Bettie nor I have to pick just one for all are so, special
as each of you are..Warm grateful hugs..
See you tomorrow Peaceful Dreams :love: :love: :love: :love:
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Back in the Day Dreams
Dreams were the undoing of me.
Like crawfish when you lift the rock,
they back scamper away.
Wishing one could wallow in good thoughts of a better day,
in truth life did not evolve that way.
Never had the owner’s manual.
Couldn’t get things right.
Awash in currents of doubt and fear,
a rather bereft and forlorn hindsight.
Torn by anxieties of strife and life,
existence was incomprehensible.
In plain truth I did some things,
commonly labeled reprehensible.
We make amends and begin anew.
A rebirth of our own.
Mistakes, I still make a few.
Nicer dreams of life right now,
the nightmares have mostly flown.
Angelino
When I close my eyes,I send myself away
On a dream that will come true,My dream, the wishes,
I couldn’t accomplish when I’m awake to.Now is the time
they could be done,My heart’s desire becomes clear,
Now they can be done,With no one to stop me.I can finally
do whatever I wish,Now to the very end,My dream would be
the sand night beaches,To the night beach where wishes come true,
Laying or sitting under the evening stars and listening to the
ocean waves.The smell of ocean and moon light on the ocean water.