I wandered in a dream
And heard bluebells chime by the water,
Saw unicorns drink from the stream
And heard wild, whirling elvish laughter.
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I have dreams that seem so real. Now, I wrote a story but, it is far too long so, I changed it in to a poem and put it on this site. It’s called balloon lady. Please check it out if you will and tell what you think. Oh, and if you like fantasy have a look at, I went to a ball. I like the opening. I heard bluebell chime magic.10 for you from me! ! !
I always have fantasy in my dreams a good one. Lovely poem.
Beautiful and fluent.. and who is say, what is reality, and what is illusion? ! Many thanks John.
This is my kind of poetry Fantasy is preferable to reality at least some of he time
This is a gem, John...and the second stanza simply glows with literary craft and metaphors. Nice job. Keep dreaming (and share.) Raynette
Your second verse made me think of Yeats with the witches and the rituals ('Easter: 1916' in particular) . That's a good thing. I thought the last line was a tad on the 'purple' side but otherwise this is a fine poem.
Spare, elegant lines inviting to deep meditation.