POEMS & WILD FLOWERS
                                      
4.14.02

I had a dream once
     about love
       one love
          true love
             my love
I remember the innocents
I remember the longing.
  (and oh, how i would have been true.)
There was hopefulness there.
There was hopelessness there.
 

I would have climbed mountains.
I would have crossed time.
There was so much i would do
   even nothing.

My every breath & every thought
was woven through that dream.
Where'd it go?  I don't know.

It was lovely, my dream
there was sunshine and rain showers
poems and wild flowers
so many things i would do
and nothing.

I felt love's presence
everywhere around me
I reached for it
I begged for it
I wanted it to be...Real
and it was my dream.

Maybe I've changed gears
maybe it's the growing years
but i've missed it here
   sometimes.

I was romantic
now i'm pissed off
i'd like to stop that.
I'd like to prove myself wrong
   i think.

It was a dream i wouldn't
let people take
now i feel like i gave it away.
maybe i gave it away...

- By Thomasina Kundalini

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