Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted May 15, 2009 Share Posted May 15, 2009 you and i are the lucky ones we have only had our dreams shattered once or twice. we are the free of the world so close your eyes and be with the stars in the heavens shineing down on us so why are you still crying my old friend, you see its better to be lucky then dream of the dead and deceased and be depressed all day. many years have come and gone but who are we to still be alive now and then i like to dream but many years have aged my face since we have last seen each other. many times i would think of you through those loney years if only i could reach the stars in the heavens with my hands like it was a magical dream. what would i say to you the day we reunited and all i could think of was to say i love you. better to be free then dead they say so here we go again. we dance on the clouds and the moon smiles at us. we are reunited in the clouds but we realize this is only a dream and we go our seperate ways when we wake up and realize we are old and grey. Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted May 15, 2009 Share Posted May 15, 2009 Victor my dear. I can't express what provoked this poem in me. It's so emotional and lovely. The way of coming the words in the lines, the way how you put in wonderful order all expressions and imageries, gives a special sense of this poem. I loved this poem. The title is wonderful and it's good that all point of this poem connected with the title you showed on the end. It is amazing poem. I will read more and more... ALeksandra Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted May 15, 2009 Author Share Posted May 15, 2009 thanks aleksandra for the rave review. its much appreciated. im glad you loved it. i thought i would make it melachonic with romance involved but they wake up not next to each other and realise they were dreaming of one another at the same time and didn't know it. too bad they didn't contact each other in real life after that wonderful beautiful dream until they are old and grey and set in there ways and drift apart foolishly. so thanks for reading my friend. victor Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
summayya Posted May 15, 2009 Share Posted May 15, 2009 Wonderful poem vic! quite wondeful. It took me along with it. and brought to mind some very interesting images and personalities. You really inspired me with this one. Its has emotion and force both! Many thanks. How nice to see you in a poetic period! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted May 15, 2009 Share Posted May 15, 2009 Hi Victor, How wonderful to see another of your work! Your theme of dream, cannot but touch a chord and how well you weave longing, gentle wisdom, a sense of coming to terms with the trials and tribulations of life, love, loss and that inevitable reckoning that comes with age and the finale. And yet you suffuse the whole with a celebratory note and here, your final verse embodies your spirited voice: Larsen M. Callirhoe wrote: we are reunited in the clouds but we realize this is only a dream and we go our seperate ways when we wake up and realize we are old and grey. Beautiful! goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted May 15, 2009 Share Posted May 15, 2009 I like how the poem seems to toggle between dimensions -- one of earthly limitations, the other of unprecedented release: Larsen M. Callirhoe wrote: you and i are the lucky ones we have only had our dreams shattered once or twice. we are the free of the world so close your eyes and be with the stars in the heavens shineing down on us so why are you still crying my old friend, you see its better to be lucky then dream of the dead and deceased and be depressed all day. many years have come and gone but who are we to still be alive ... ... better to be free then dead they say so here we go again. we dance on the clouds and the moon smiles at us. we are reunited in the clouds but we realize this is only a dream and we go our seperate ways when we wake up and realize we are old and grey. As an aside, it seems that only the powerful are truly free in this world of might makes right. The rest can simply wait to be free of the world. Larsen M. Callirhoe wrote: what would i say to you the day we reunited and all i could think of was to say i love you. I think the answer to this question should be obvious. Thanks for the mystical read, Victor. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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