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Breathless

couple kiss fireworks

Breathless dreams ignite

Sparks flare from stolen kisses

Morning turns to ash

~*~
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Night Whirl

butterflies

Two black cats in the dark
Form shadows under the stars,
Sisters in orbit;
They swirl ’round this empty lot,
Golden eyes shooting sparks
On an otherwise quiet eve.
I hardly dare breathe
As they sketch themselves into being—
Coal-cut smudged shapes,
Question-mark tails—
Living art in this lifeless park.
My hands grow damp,
Sprouting butterfly wings.
I whirl them in the night wind;
I have no use for dreams.

~*~
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Written for the Sunday Whirl Wordle 564. Words are: damp stars sparks swirl sisters breathe empty sprouting shadows sketch orbit art.

Unbounded Dreams

purple thunderstorm lightning

I never was the girl
Who ran outside in a thunderstorm,
When the sky purpled with rage
And the wind howled in pain.
Instead, I closed doors,
Hid inside a blanket fort,
Surrounded by novels and cake.
I kept my world small,
But my dreams…
Oh, how they soared!
Unbounded,
A kaleidoscope–
They glittered with hope.
And nothing has changed:
I am still that same girl,
Recoiling from rain,
Dreaming safe in a cozy cocoon–
Don’t expect me anytime soon.

~*~
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Written for the Tuesday Challenge and Eugi’s Weekly Prompt.

Wild Roses

pink roses

A surprising riot of ruby blooms
Graces this wretched wasteland,
Clinging and climbing
On knotted, forgotten vines.
They tangle ‘round
Crumbled gravestones;
Tenacious determination
Glows pinkly from their petaled faces,
Dappled with dewdrops,
Velvety and delicate,
Still turning toward the sun.
Through their thorny fingers
I glimpse the possibility
Of something more than drudgery
Once this work is done.
The fragrance of a dream worth saving
Drifts upon a glimmer of hope
To a shimmering salvation.

~*~
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SLS: These Dreams

Romantic dream fantasy

Image credit to Jim Warren

These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it’s cold outside
Every moment I’m awake the further I’m away

For this week’s edition of Song Lyric Sunday, we are to choose a song that was turned down by a recording artist that went on to become a big hit for another artist. “These Dreams,” a song written by Martin Page, was offered to Stevie Nicks in 1985. She had no interest in it, which is weird because I can totally imagine her doing a great job with it. The lyrics are full of longing and wistfulness, so I can just see her floating around in her lacy layers singing…

Spare a little candle
Save some light for me
Figures up ahead
Moving in the trees
White skin in linen
Perfume on my wrist
And the full moon that hangs over
These dreams in the mist

It’s so Stevie! But nope. Heart took it, even though they generally write most of their own material. Nancy Wilson sang lead, which was a first, because her sister Ann was sick with a cold. Ann did record some vocals though, and producers reportedly liked the raspy Ann so much they wanted her to get sick again for future work. Welp, if you want raspy, you gotta have Stevie. Or Bonnie Tyler for ultimate rasp. Anyway, “These Dreams” appeared on Heart’s eighth studio album, cleverly titled Heart, and it was released as the third single. It hit No. 1 on Billboard Hot 100 in March 1986 and also became their first and only No. 1 on US Adult Contemporary. So there you go.

Is it cloak ‘n’ dagger
Could it be spring or fall
I walk without a cut
Through a stained glass wall
Weaker in my eyesight
The candle in my grip
And words that have no form
Are falling from my lips

~*~
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Thanks to Jim and/or Fandango, whoever is hosting this week.

Sweet Sleep

time sleep dream

Delicate whispers
Flutter like lace kisses
At the blurred edge of dreams.
Murmured words made of sugar
Spin into sweet promises
And drift with me to sleep.
I imagine you stay here,
Breathing beside me,
As curtains of starlight
Float at the open window.

~*~
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Quadrille (44 words) written for dVerse.

Dreamlove [repost]

dawn goddess tree flowers

I dreamt of a strawberry sunrise,

Violets spilling from your eyes;

Your hands offered me the sun.

You loved me in my best reflection,

And I was the goddess of the dawn.

~*~

Image source unknown. Poetry form: quintain.

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PCF18: Dandelion Wish

dandelion fluff

Dreams set free to soar

From a dandelion wish

Unforgettable

~*~

Welcome to my Friday afternoon paint chip prompt. There are other paint chip prompts out there, but they’re very precise in what they ask for. Mine is open ~ write a poem, a story, a memory, whatever you like. Take your inspiration this week from Valspar’s “dandelion wish” and/or “unforgettable.” Tag your post Paint Chip Friday, or PCF, if you wish. Prompt will continue until December 31.

Image from Pexels. Poetry form is haiku.

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Misty Mirage [tlt]

Man walking on misty rocky beach

Without hesitation, he strode onto the rough beach, around the icy black boulders, and through the wild, winter waves, all because he had caught a glimpse of her reflection in the distance.

But the farther he walked, the more her vision receded until she was merely a wisp of cold foam, a teardrop in a cloud, and then nothing at all.

Even so, he resisted waking and spoiling the dream, for a misty mirage of hope was better than his lonely reality.

~*~
Written for Three Line Tales.

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Driving Dreams [repost]

driving

I’ve had two disturbing vehicle-related dreams since I bought my car in early January. The first dream occurred a few weeks ago. I was driving Sweet Caroline with one of my exes sitting very close to me. Really close. In fact, he was squashing me up against the driver’s door to the point where it became hard for me to steer. But I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to make him angry. Or interrupt him while he was jabbering away about something or other. But I ended up driving off a cliff. I gasped and then he noticed what had happened. He told me not to panic but to steer to the right and there were definitely things we could do to mitigate this unfortunate circumstance if we kept clear heads and used logic. Blah blah blah blah. He was still talking when I woke up.

I don’t know if that’s true. Should you steer to the right if you drive off a cliff? LOL

The second dream occurred last week. I was with this same ex and this time we were in his pickup truck. He was driving, yet even so he was somehow again sitting so close to me that I was squashed up against the door, this time the passenger door. He had the passenger window all the way down and locked in place, and he kept circling past this group of three dogs, stopping so they could jump up in my face, snapping and snarling. They hated me and wanted to kill me. I was so scared and asked him to please move over so I could get away from the window, but he wouldn’t. For whatever reason, I didn’t ask him to quit driving near the dogs. Finally, after doing this repeatedly with the dogs able to get closer to me each time, he opened the door and pushed me out on the ground to be attacked and killed. Then I woke up.

What’s weird is that I hardly ever, if ever, dreamt about this ex at all until now. Nothing memorable either. Something about the new car is triggering something about him? Idk. I do think and talk about him sometimes, as I think and talk about my exes generally, for life-clarification purposes, mostly to myself. Talking to yourself is a sign of genius, yo! I read it on the internutz somewhere.

An interesting thing that only just occurred to me is that since I moved to California my car pattern has been like so: blue Alliance, beige Stanza, blue Camry, beige Camry, blue Camry, beige Corolla. Huh. This must mean something!

Dream interpreters, fire away!

[This was written in 2016 and I’ve had more driving dreams since, though not involving exes.]

~*~

Image source unknown.

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