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The world beyond my dreams

 In spired by Lonnie poem - There is a world beyond our own.

 How dare you enter my world without knocking on my door? Of course I would let you into this special place where I hold my dreams. We poets, artist know of this place sign posts we do not need A place where dreams are always as you want without any seams We hunger and thirst for the next line on breadcrumbs do we feed We write to live we live to write in all colors seen Nothing here to stop our muse like the air we breathe Entwined our souls be in our day dreams In essence tendrils do we weave? Music in our hearts serene A place we never leave Writing in so many themes In blood and toil we grieve
— Electric Blue, Jan 28, 2009

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Ink Dragon

17 years 4 months ago

Maggie,

I love it! ~Nina P.S. I think there is a little "s" that got lost in line 4 ("artists"?).
Electric Blue

Electric Blue

17 years 4 months ago

The world beyond my dreams

Nina Thanks for the advice I have rectified it now. I find the poets on this site an inspiration and try to attain to achieve something worthy. Electricblue
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W.C.Wampler

17 years 4 months ago

world beyond...poem

E.B., You pulled this one together very nicely. Right now I'm really torn as to whether I've got a good enough poem to post here again. I think I do, but, foolish me, I want it to matter. wcw
Electric Blue

Electric Blue

17 years 4 months ago

The world beyong my dreams

WC Thank you for your comment. I respect this highly and hope that one day I may be able to attain to your amazing wordmanship. This was my responce to Lonnie's poem. In your own words pulled together. But the words just tumbled out in seconds. As I was reading Lonnie's poem. The words fell from my pen onto the paper that waits. The words falling so fast like a flowing river. I could not help myself I was so driven It was so out of my control. Like you I have to wait until I create or find a worthy poem to post. Your Triolet picked up a lot of response and I can see it would cause great decisions to be made on what should follow. So wait until the poem talks to you it will come. always ELECTRICBLUE
deelilah

deelilah

17 years 4 months ago

Hello Electric Blue or Maggie

Yes, 'entwined our souls be in our daydreams', indeed--very nice language. What do you best like to be called. I love the name Maggie. Have used it a time or two in short stories. Yours, Deelilah
Electric Blue

Electric Blue

17 years 4 months ago

The world beyond my dreams

Dee Thank you for your comment. This line I had someone in mind. My muse Entwined our souls be in our daydreams. As I said I was reading Lonnie's poem my response to this was as above. I could not help myself my words tumbled from my pen onto the paper that waits. It only took seconds. Dee I have commented on a few of your poems too. As for Maggie or Electric blue I do not mind. always