Thursday, February 4, 2010

Lost Dreams

I thought I knew the pain
How it was going to be
Only I’d stayed
The broken road

Somewhere lost

What was so dear
Like secretes that fell
To hollow spaces
Beneath the stones

A leaf at play in a stream
Flows the distance
Chasing hopes so clear
loosing to the waves

Holding close the time
I have left to dream
Keeping them dry
From the rain...

7 comments:

Linda S. Socha said...

George
Wonderful to see this post, I can step inside the poem and feel at home there
Linda

Cherie/ Butterfly Dreamer said...

Lovely poem.

K.Lawson Gilbert said...

I love the wistful tone here and the craft of the poem. Your sentiments are always heartfelt, leaving the reader pensive. Great to see you, George!

Alexandra Garland said...

George,
Beautiful words, made me reflect... I don't believe in broken roads... but nonetheless I cherish the dreams.
-Alex

Noelle said...

I love this, it's wonderful George!

George said...

Thanks Linda,

It's always a pleasure when you drop by.

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Cherie,

Good to see the visit, it's been along time. Thanks for the comment.

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Kaye,

I always enjoy hearing from you, leaving me your heart warming responses.

Great to see you too...

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Alex,

I'm glad you like it..

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Noelle,

Such a sweet friend, thanks you...

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WoW! what a wonderful masterpiece.=)