DREAMS… a poem

painting of tree

I was dreaming

Yes, this is true

In places I cannot explain

No idea of where or who

Frustrated, I call out in the night

And wake myself supine

Trying to recapture

These crazy dreams of mine

Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer;

11 thoughts on “DREAMS… a poem”

  1. LOL, I think we all can relate. Even Nebuchadnezzar!
    Just this morning I was reading the first few chapters of Daniel, where Nebuchadnezzar had had a dream and apparently couldn’t remember it, because he demanded his advisors tell him the dream BEFORE interpreting it for him. He threatened them with death if they couldn’t. Fortunately, God told Daniel what the dream was, and he told the king, saving his own life and the lives of the other officials … who later tried to get Daniel killed. (That’s gratitude for ya.)
    When I give my mind to God each day, I ask Him to help me remember what I should remember (including dreams) and forget what is best forgotten. Then if I don’t remember my dreams, I don’t worry about it. 😉

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    1. It’s a great Daniel story! I remember a lot of my dreams, but some, not so much! Both my wife and I will wake up sometimes and say, “I’m worn out from a bunch of crazy dreams!” It happens and life goes on.
      Thanks for popping by!!!

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    1. Hi Diana! I hope you are well and healthy and safe… This work at home routine has messed up my writing. How weird is that? Usually, if a poem hits me I just stop what I’m doing and write. Now, having all this freedom, it isn’t the same. Like I said… Weird! ;-)))

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