in my dream

in my dream by anelephantcant

in my dream by anelephantcant

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In My Dream

in my dream
I walk
with the sun warm on my back
along a deserted soft pebble beach
where the Mediterranean
caresses the small stones
to the music of my soul

when I awake
the snow is gusting
in the bitter north-easterly
I find the kettle
for the warmth I crave

in my dream
papillons float gently
embracing the fragrance
of the fuschia-coloured flowers
whose name I have long forgotten
indifferent to all
except the murmur of the bees
which is music to my soul

when I awake
the clouds rest on the roof-tops
the snowflakes swoop
like demented butterflies
before driving determinedly
westward

in my dream
the aeroplane rises lazily
through the grey thickness
seeking and finding
the only thing
that finally
and abruptly
halts its progress

when I awake
I walk
with the sun warm on my back
along a deserted soft pebble beach
where the Mediterranean
caresses the small stones
to the music of my soul

forever

About AnElephantCant

An artist/writer/poet combination whose blogs reflect an approach to life that celebrates nature and takes a tongue-in-cheek view of most issues. So you get rhymes and doodles, photographs and comment. Irreverent and irrelevant. Occasionally funny, sometimes serious, mostly pointless. https://anelephantcant.me/
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12 Responses to in my dream

  1. Al says:

    Beautiful, and the imagery is perfect

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  2. Dale says:

    I love when dreams become reality…. beautiful

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  3. mandibelle16 says:

    Loved this, the descriptions. You paint a picture of this calm beautiful Mediterranean beach and the cold bitterness of winter and snow. The last two stanzas change, Your speaker is confusing realitynand dreams I think. I get the picture the plane ride is actually reality, something happens and then forever your speaker is in the Mediterranean passed on. Nicely Done Elephant. Hugs

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  4. Words as fluid as waves touching the shore. How I love the way you weave your words into a picture perfect tale. 😍
    Happy New Year 2017
    May it be a year filled with joy, prosperity, good health and more love ❤️ than your heart can hold.
    Isadora 😎

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  5. Anja says:

    Then again, maybe it is all a dream. This is beautifully written and carries me along the waves between dream and reality.

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  6. Dear Elephant,

    You do have a knack for evocative verse. I felt the longing in this. Well done as always, my pink friend.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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