she dreams

By cre

she thinks she dreams in color now
and she wonders when it rains
where the smoke gets away to
on burnt out autumn days
cold-weather coats
and someone else's chill
she never could get warm
-she never will-
vacation destinations
she can't forget the trees
she thinks she always screams

- - -
rocks come here to turn this amazing shade
dull grey to deep space
blue
you are here to change
she thinks she always knew
- - -

we should take the high road
before this day disappears
we could find our own way
before we disappear
cause the sun won't set till everything is right
she pretends she doesn't know
it's just a slipshod way of holding off the night

and she thinks dirt paths
will always lead to somewhere
but the world is grinding by
and they've all closed their eyes
they never see the snake that hisses
at their mission-minded feet

and she thinks she dreams

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Copyright 2004 cre
Published on Monday, November 15, 2004.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: I found myself dreaming of darting through sapphire skies . . over fair poppy fields . . with some undiscovered purpose. The cold-weather coats . . the autumn days . . This is simply a marvel. Paramount. ~ Rose

  • Stormcomin On Wednesday, November 17, 2004, Stormcomin (32)By person wrote:

    Excellent. "cold-weather coats and someone else's chill she never could get warm -she never will-" is what hit for me. And it didn't stop there.

  • Zhee On Tuesday, November 16, 2004, Zhee (529)By person wrote:

    this was such a passionate piece of work.. really touched me.. wonderful and profound!

  • A former member wrote: YOU are fantastic!! Sorry...got a little excited there... geesh...a little? Okay...a lot. Excellent writing...loved this

  • slow.burn.star On Tuesday, November 16, 2004, slow.burn.star (84)By person wrote:

    ive taken the path. seeing blue memories splattered on the grass. deep and dark---and no one remembers.

  • A former member wrote: Quite the write and read...the first line reminded me of a Pearl Jam lyric "She dreams in color, she dreams in red" (Better Man)...indirectly profound and masterfully illustrative. Fabulous.

  • A former member wrote: nice write its... Deep.


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