I Had A Dream.

I Had A Dream-(a tongue-in-cheek write)

Sometimes depression and apathy can overwhelm any attempts at turning a talent into a stellar act. This blog goes out to all of you that have shared feelings much like the ones written below. It's a bit tongue in cheek, but it holds that ache we all share.


I had a dream from a long time back, that I'd go places never thought possible, that I'd be something more than I'd ever imagine, but I'm just a small part of that old status quot.

I broke my back over my guitar seeking that perfect song, through many nights filled with empty dreams and a ton of senseless rage, Women I loved who left me, women I left who loved me, till the stars I had chased were left hanging far up above.

Fame's a universe away, and I'm a meteor tumbling, burning up from the inside with the fires of yearning, as I'm growing older, youth reduced to a memory, in that place of oblivion, forgotten evermore, yet no one can tell me why I'm doomed to such a fate.

So it's back to my words that have always brought hope, scattered thoughts gently gathered, far too often ignored, yet perhaps I might happen on a phrase or a line, beat that black cloud that dogs me before I run out of life........

But if not, then this will be, my public testament, if I don't make it, then I'll take it, along with me at the end, bury all my songs with me every C.D. and poem, maybe I'll be discovered in a century or two when my work is considered......... archaeology.

Where they'll showcase my dreams from a long time ago, as they take them to places I'd never dreamed they''d be, becoming much more than I'd ever expected, no longer just another man, in that old status quot...but a future star rising from a long time ago.............

Art~WhimsicallyYours Studio
MFB III Productions-(c)-4012

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Rosemay50 4 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

Well you just never know. :))

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MFB III 4 years ago from United States Author

there is always that tantalizing chance at a shot to the stars, thanks for your comment. ~~MFB III

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Rosemay50 4 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

Why stop at the stars? you know what they say 'shoot for the moon, should you fail you'll still be among the stars' :))

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always exploring 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

MFB, It is a joy to read your poetry again..I know you love your guitar and writing songs, and that's good, but your true talent is poetry, and it will be read through the ages of time..Cyber Hug..

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MFB III 4 years ago from United States Author

Hey Rosemary thanks for the uplifting words, and Always exploring you are too kind, Cyber hug back at ya. ~~~~MFB III

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