- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Those Dreams
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Those dreams of rubies, cut or in the rough,
That used to fill my sweet half-waking hours
All crumbled, faded, lost their stirring powers
When I found out I dare not call my bluff –
And then again, there isn't time enough
To dream of maidens in their jewelled bowers.
In time we have to come down from our towers
And satisfy ourselves with simpler stuff –
But lately it transpires that even dreams
Of earth, of flesh and blood will not come true...
I thought them not uncommon but it seems
That even they are quite exotic, too,
And tongue-tied in the web of our esteems
I'll never share my simplest dreams with you.
- COMMENTS
twelveooneover 11 years agotechnical, devilish sonata, but for the first time in my life i yearned for kenny rogers, i.e. a little too fanciful, atmospheric, and all flesh and blood gets is a mention. from the tone of the poem, i'm clueless as to what the simplest dreams are to you.
