Dreamers And Dreams

By Malcholm Dark

My dreams are like the birds
Here when the weather is promising
Gone when the seasons turn bad for me
The eagle is the most coveted of dreams
But, I have traded in this brass ring
Pigeons and crows now abound me.

And the raven taps at the inner door of my mind...
Once more.

Dreams fade with age, changing with the seasons
My dreams have become unattainable
The purgatory within drives them from me
I reach, but the eagle flies too high
My eyes, seared by the glare of hope
Only shadows at my feet remain.

And the raven taps at the inner door of my mind...
Once more.

I have excepted the pigeons
Like a bag lady in the park
I feed these rats with wings
Deceivers of men
Harbingers of pain
I crumble beneath the weight of my shame.

And the raven taps at the inner door of my mind...
Once more.
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And my dreams lie in shambles...
Forevermore.

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Published on Wednesday, March 23, 2011. Filed under: "Reflective" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

when you can't follow your dreams and you live your life in a mundane fashion, this one's for you

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Comments on "Dreamers And Dreams"

A former member wrote: My soul is a raven's song. My heart is wings of falcon.
A former member wrote: birds as symbols of our dreams... and the eagle get too high... it sounds too dreary and inevitable... thank you!
On Wednesday, March 23, 2011, lupus tenebrae (860) wrote:

It's a mixed message this world sends. Everyone says follow your dreams, yet those dreams travel a rocky path. We follow them anyway, with blistered feet and fleeting resolve. Why? Perhaps just to be told it was worth it in the end, or maybe we actually believe something is there waiting. I'll stop rambling now, nicely written piece, for all the aspiring dreamers out there.
A former member wrote: I guess I'm a lucky one. My dream is to live life in a mundane fashion. Another great write, Malcholm.
On Wednesday, March 23, 2011, Meadowhawk (160) wrote:

Well versed, my Friend! Superb piece!