Monday, March 27, 2006

When I Dream





















I dream of
Spring gardens dancing with poppies and daisies.
Of days in a row missing tears and empty echoes.

I dream of
Lazy summer days, ice cubes, sliced lemons and honey.
Of laughing between kisses and tag with a garden hose.

I dream of
Autumn trails fire-painted from the earth to the sky.
Of the sureness of your hand in mine, mine in yours.

I dream of
Winter crisp smoke rising from chimneys on rooftops.
Of the delicious indulgence of knowing your smile.

18 Comments:

At 7:15 AM, Blogger joy said...

I have similar dreams too theresa. :)

 
At 8:18 AM, Blogger Ed said...

I dream of
Exquisite words cast on a page
Of sharing beautiful love goddess dreams

 
At 9:47 AM, Blogger ZooooM said...

Shoot. My dreams are just plain unwriteable. They usually involve strange locations and versions of my mom telling me "that's not right".

Or something.

 
At 10:39 AM, Blogger theresa said...

Joy - I have a feeling you and I have a lot in common.

Ed - You are my very sweet romantic friend.

Zoomster - I highly recommend daydreaming for dreams such as these. My night dreams tend to be much less pleasant.

 
At 10:49 AM, Blogger Al said...

T-
I'm kinda like zoom - wierd dreams that usually end with Sister Mary Pengiun smacking my on the knuckles with a ruler, then she wants a credit card number...

 
At 3:57 PM, Blogger Ron Southern said...

I'm not sweet; I'm voracious! But that was a nice piece of poetry.

 
At 5:46 PM, Blogger Sumeeta said...

Lovely poem, I could see what each season meant to you.

 
At 6:49 PM, Blogger Anonymous Assclown said...

its good to have dreams

 
At 8:12 PM, Blogger theresa said...

Al - ... and that's probably all any of us care to know about that.

Ron - I happen to think you're sweet ... just in a sort of gruff, slightly twisted, interesting way.

Sumeeta - I'm glad you found something in the words.

AC - Where would we be without our hopeful meditations?

 
At 11:23 PM, Blogger Julie said...

mmmm...I like those dreams. sister, if we lived closer together we could spend afternoons daydreaming together. it wouldn't be the same as who you dream about...but it would be nice. I treasure you.

 
At 3:12 PM, Blogger naive-no-more said...

T~

Thanks for this! XO

 
At 6:05 PM, Blogger Shephard said...

Sliced lemons and poppies... two of my favorite things. Nice visuals. :)
~S

 
At 9:20 AM, Blogger Laurie said...

That was really good, Theresa.. and envisioning all of those things made me feel good, too.

BTW - I love the new profile pic - very hot, and I just loooooove your hair! I want to touch those curls, LOL..

 
At 2:15 PM, Blogger Bougie Black Boy said...

that's a nice poem dedicated to me! :)

 
At 7:55 PM, Blogger theresa said...

Julie - together-day-dreaming is always great fun. You'd be a fantastic partner.

Naive - XO back at'cha

Shephard - My California Poppies are coming up ... Woot!!!

Laurie - I love making a Hot Chik like you feel good.

Stephen - Who else?

 
At 6:51 AM, Blogger Dick the Boomer said...

That's beautiful, Theresa. Perfect! I love the image of:
"Lazy summer days, ice cubes, sliced lemons and honey.
Of laughing between kisses and tag with a garden hose."
It's a keeper!

 
At 12:01 PM, Blogger Blazngfyre said...

Between your eloquent words and your luscious new photo, all I want to do is dream about YOU!

*sigh*

 
At 10:13 PM, Blogger Barry said...

Lucky you - I don't even dream...

 

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