Senryu- My Dreams Comments

A beautiful little poem dear madam! Loved reading it.....top score! !

Valsa! ! ! You rule over the Art of Brevity! ! ! My heart, ripped open Incensed dreams spiralled around Floating in thin air - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Just three lines yet I have been mulling over these words for a half an hour. My thoughts are centered on that one word- -Incensed- - I see a play on words here that is very subtle. When I first read it, I defined incensed as angry, offended, enraged and having the sense of having just been incited, these feelings spiraled around and around in confusion and increasing rage and in blind fury..... this certainly fit in with the first line wherein the heart had been brutally ripped open and dreams were destroyed, damaged, ripped from stem to stern...... yet I could not fit these images with line 3. Floating? Thin air? Then I reread and reread. Ah-ha, I see Valsa is a subtle, clever, writer..... incensed as in burning incense bringing aromas spiraling up to float mysteriously in thin air almost as unsubstantial as the dreams that our hearts yearn into our sleep. This is such a lovely lovely write, Valsa. A million tens! ! ! ! !

A nice senryu on dreams, ....................................................

Going into another realm with the muse of your dream. Thanks for sharing.

For reasons known and unknown men dream a lot. Theories are being developed since ages to interpret dreams yet the actual reason is still a puzzle. Me and my hubby had a very strange dream on 15th May,2016 that to similar dream and at the same time that we both awoke instantly to comfort each other. May you please leave your valuable comments on 15th May,2016 dear mam!

A lovely state of mind is portrayed here in those few lines, very nice. After a long spell arrived here and posted few poems

Never knew where dreams come from till now Thanks Valsa-10

Dream are so vivid some time. They express our emotions in strange ways but your poetic expressions are most beautiful.

Floating in the air I judge upon dreams and find heart ripped upon. Very interesting poem shared on really. Finely drafted and shared...10

Keep dreaming cause this is what makes life worth living. beautiful thought.

Heart has feelings and dreams too. Nicely said.

Yes, many times it is the heart that dreams, and not the brain.

A lovely description of dreams in rich imagery. A lot said in a few words.