I am Just a Dream
Like the eye of the queen staring at me
From her lighted square on the chess board
I see your gazing face crisscrossed in shadow
Peering at me from behind the trellis
Your fingers like the green ivy
Interlace and weave their way along the wrought iron framing
And beckon a come hither
But you cannot have me
I am just your fantasy
I see your finger interlace and weave along the pencils length
As you yearn to bring forth your desire
Your fingertip lightly touches the pointed lead
Amazing me that the dull gray can produce
Such beautiful script as roses red
Whose petals blend and caress your lips
As you plead for me to come nearer
But you cannot have me
I am just a dream
Tears trail a path to settle as dew
On broad leaves of emerald the color of your eyes
Which you close now as you lay yourself down
In a bed of baby’s breath and fern
And the tiny butterfly’s from your French painted nails
Flutter from your meadow in a monarch patterned web
To carry me on their wings to be laid by your side
But you cannot have me
I am just an illusion
So you take your pencil
The writers’ magic wand
And you push it into your heart
While the roots soak up your soul
And spread there in the sun
You allow your mind to let go
And create us with your own tale…
...A single shaft of sunlight makes its way through the canopy of trees
Illuminating a soft circle of light on a green meadow
Like a spotlight on a stage, awaiting the graceful ballerina to enter into its glorious halo.
A single Monarch drifts into the glow and pauses, enjoying the warmth
Until a wisp of wind catches her spectacular wings and carries her on her way.
Nature’s audience erupts into an applause of birds singing
And the wind whispering through the leaves
Causing the trees to stretch forth their limbs and gently sway.
Just outside the light we sit in shadows smiling as we look into each other’s eyes
Knowing that the love we share is true
Needing no audience, no attention, we need not prove
We embrace in a kiss as the light inches nearer.
That we are happy, that we are perfect together, time will tell.
Others begin to take notice possibly understanding the meaning of life;
Love
The light begins to envelope us
And nature makes it clearer
I want to wake you, to warn you
That you cannot have me
Because I am only a fantasy, a dream, an illusion
But now I know why
You entered my world with no eraser.
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Wayne, this is beautiful on so many levels! Imagine if we had the ability to write our dreams and fantasies to life? I'd be a writing fool! :D
But this is whimsical and romantic and your descriptions are just like nothing else... See why I'm such a fan? On a side note... tomorrow, I'm planting a flower garden!
Cat
I was just about to close the computer and go to bed, but decided to read 'one more new hub' first. I'm so glad I did!
Ohmygosh! This is what I call truly romantic and erotic in its subtlety with its fine-tuned imagery and enticement, Wayne. The metaphor of the pencil, - wow; then the denouement of its having 'no eraser' ~ Brilliant!
Agreeing with Nellieanna here. Wonderful verse, Wayne!
Nice flight of romance you painted here. My hat off to you and thank you for the experience.
A spectacular piece
wayne barrett love the descriptions you ran with queen on a chess board ie.. yeah very creative.. but most of your pieces are voted up my friend :)
Great poem and a beautiful write.
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Thanks Cat. Sometimes my garden is where I get my inspirations. Its a good place of meditation and muse. If I was back in California, I would really have a special garden! :O-
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I'm glad you read one more : ) Thank you Nellieanna!
Good morning Sir Wayne - you are a poet's dream. I wish I could write this well because poetry in your hands is like Rodin with a chisel or Donald Trump with a new hairpiece (lol) ....having my first coffee with a Schubert sonata on a rainy day here by the lake.
From now on after reading one of my favorite pieces by you:
I will call you - Sir Wayne Sir. Yes you've been doubly and duly knighted twice over.
Can I just say this about your writing - fookin' incredible.
lake erie time 9:59am and sharing with a link on my FB page
Wow! What an incredible ending! Wayne, this is awesome. I feel you covered the relationship between the writer and his imagination, man with Nature and finally, man with true love. Simply mahvelous, dalink!
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Thank you Jim.
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Thank you Martin. A hats off from the Mad Hatter is an honor!
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Thank you very much Saria
I've gotta see that garden of yours :D
So am I! It was my good fortune! :-)
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Frank, thank you very much!
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Thank you Vellur
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: ) You are a gentleman, Colin!
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Sha. I appreciate the compliment!
Wayne,
What a great poem/story. It had me intrigued throughout the entire process. I am so glad I stopped by. Yes, and of course. Voted up.
I. Whie
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Sir Isaac. Thank you very much, and I am glad you stopped by!
Brilliant piece my poet, this stanza especially captured my attention.
"So you take your pencil
The writers’ magic wand
And you push it into your heart
While the roots soak up your soul."
How true, as well our fantasies come alive, our dreams explode on paper, our quill never ceases. Bravo, voted up and shared.
Some beautiful words here! You are gifted, my friend. Thanks for sharing your talent at poetry!
This is brilliant. The romantic tale you weave with your words, images and metaphor is superb. I agree with everyone above, this poem can be taken on so many levels and is beautifully written.
A master piece a......it flowed very beautifully just like a dream itself.....votes way up and sharing across:-)
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Vincent, my artistic friend. Thank you very much for the encouragement.
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Marcy, I appreciate the kind words!
A colorful decription that paints a great picture! I think this is how some poems are in fact written....as if coming to you from some other place!
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Thank you very much Suzette. I appreciate your visit.
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Thank you, Deergha. You are too kind!
This is the first time I couldn't quite grasp your concept. I'll read this again on an enlightened day and see if I can see it then.
Pretty impressive. Dreams vs. reality can be placed side by side...
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Jennifer, I am glad you enjoyed this one. Thank you!
Very well versed. My favourite part was' a single shaft [...] through the canopy of trees.' I found it both mythical and beautiful.
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Thanks for stopping by Jose. I hope I don't ruin it for you, but I tried to put my mind in the place of the subject (fantasy) as opposed to the writer...a juxtaposition of two, who are really one!
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Thank you Deb.
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Anna, thank you very much for the visit. I am glad you enjoyed the piece.
Enchanting, dreamy piece! :-) Lurana
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Thank you, Dear Lurana!
This is true masterpiece and voted up for sure.
Eddy.
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Thank you very much Eddy!
This is a breathtaking piece you wrote here! The imagery you've created with your words - the metaphors - wow! I'm in awe.
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Thank you very much Shanmarie.
Very beautiful and you weaved it magic to the very last letter. A superb poem---I will remember this one for awhile.
Bobbi Purvis
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Bobbi, thank you very much for the kind words. For a piece to be described as memorable is the greatest compliment.
Bravo, Bravo. Love this beautiful poetic fantasy! You have a new follower and fan. I can't wait to read more. Very talented writer.
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Hi, Rebekah. I see that we are neighbors. Very nice to meet you and I thank you for your wonderful compliment and the follow. I will be looking forward to enjoying your work as well.
Good writing can portray beautiful images without being monotonous or cheesy. Thank you for doing this. Seeing what I read. voted up and beautiful.
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Thank you very much, Erin.
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