Essays & Poetry (mine or others) pertaining to historical and current events and burning social issues.

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Dream Dancer


In your imagination, please merge the images. When I get an illustrator, I’ll update.
Today, I want to talk about dreams and how limitless they truly are. You can revolutionize your life by holding a dream and repeating it in your dreamscape until you manifest it. Metaphors work, too. I have had many dreams come true by constant desire.








Dream Dancer
If I were a blue peach, I’m sure I’d stick out
So, I’d probably be a dancer
Gliding among the shadows
Sprinting into the spotlight, taking
Gigantic swooping bows
Drifting from show to show,
A gypsy vaudevillian,
Glossed and perfumed,
Curvy and wonderful,
Always demanding the velvet chair
And sucking in all the glory I can
Until I’m wrinkled and rotten
No matter what my form,
I’m gonna shine in the sun…
How about you?
Have you considered
What you’re gonna do
With what you’ve been given?
RMK 2004

 

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