Poetica’s Poetic Sea
a poetic sea filled with poetic thoughtsArchive for dream
dreaming
i dreamed a dream
not a majestic, martin-luther-king-sized dream
not a passionate romeo-&-juliet
star-crossed-lovers dream
not a wildly brave spartan-warrior dream
not a defiant mohammed-mountain dream
not a dream of epic dimensions
with empires rising & crashing
not a dream of hungry ambition
fueled by the asps of egyptian queens
not a dream of arrogant conquerors
claiming foreign soil as their own
but a dream of small things
the sweet tang of bright green blades of grass
perfuming the soft summer night
the first taste of salt on the tongue
the slightest whisper of
a first-time tender touch on the skin
the small, small, small dream
of a little place
called happiness.
*** Poetica
Rain
i was walking in the rain
so softly
so softly
so softly
the rain teased my hair
the rain kissed my lips
the rain skipped across my skin
the rain fell fell fell
and i was falling
my spirit fell
into the myst into the mystic
i fell into a dewy dream
i fell into a dewy dream
i fell into a dewy dream
where my spirit danced
where my spirit sang
where my spirit gave thanks
for the life-giving waters
for the dream-giving waters
for the heart-filling waters
for the gift of the rain.
*** Poetica ~ written Tuesday, January 8, 2008
