The BlueIris Semi-Nightly Poetry Break, 11/18/08

[BlueIris]

"In Praise of Dreams"

In my dreams
I paint like Vermeer van Delft.

I speak fluent Greek
and not just with the living.

I drive a car
that does what I want it to.

I am gifted
and write mighty epics.

I hear voices
as clearly as any venerable saint.

My brilliance as a pianist
would stun you.

I fly the way we ought to,
i.e., on my own.

Falling from the roof,
I tumble gently to the grass.

I've got no problem
breathing under water.

I've can't complain:
I've been able to locate Atlantis.

It's gratifying that I can always
wake up before dying.

As soon as war breaks out,
I roll over on my other side.

I'm a child of my age,
but I don't have to be.

A few years ago
I saw two suns.

And the night before last a penguin,
clear as day.

—Wislawa Szymborska

[RetroLounge]

1. Nice!

:hi:

RL

[BlueIris]

2. I had a good dream the other night. Entertaining, and possibly profitable.

I think it would make a fun screenplay.

[BlueIris]

3. Kick.

[BarenakedLady]

4. inchworm would like this one.

:D

:thumbsup:

[Inchworm]

6. You are correct

:D

Last night I was using clam shells as money.

:crazy:

Hi you!

:hi:

[Tuesday Afternoon]

5. Love It

thanks :D :donut: :hi:

[RandomThoughts]

7. Thats a really optimistic positive poem.

Thats a great one.

[BlueIris]

8. Well, we all need to do something different every once in a while. nt

[BlueIris]

9. Ah, just look at all these responses. I love comments. nt

[CaliforniaPeggy]

10. My dear BlueIris!

What a great fantasy!

I love it...

Thanks!

:hi: