Monday, July 30, 2007

beautiful

i had a dream of breathing dream clouds
not the death hard face of
go to work every day dad -
a swirling day of light and joy
with all the confusion of
happiness you can’t stop or control

the music is everywhere
i’m surrounded by it
a whirling dervish
i dance all day
bright blue breaks through
and i take to the sky

soaring through the brightness
warm waves of day
surge around me buoy me up
gentle as a caress pleasant as a body
carrying me on bright hued winds
a bird of drums and fifes

i’m dreaming a dream where it’s good to be me
where fault is not in free to be

8 comments:

Louise said...

Now that would be quite a dream. Definitely titled appropriately and it is uplifting as well.

Tiel Aisha Ansari said...

Hi Russell,

I apologize for the spamlike comment, but I’m soliciting submissions for the Ringing of the Bards poetry blog carnival, August 11th.
If you are interested, you can find more details at my blog.

All poems are welcome, but I'm highlighting religious and spiritual poetry this month.

Whether you submit or not, please come by and visit the carnival!

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks Louise! We have to hold on to those moments when we are a human being as opposed to a human doing. Thanks for that wonderful comment.

Russell Ragsdale said...

Hi Tiel! This is an interesting topic for a ringing, I'll see what I can do. One way or another, I'm looking forward to reading what gets submitted! Thanks for thinking of me.

Pat Paulk said...

Makes me want to climb back in my recliner and attach myself to a dream. Beautiful it is!!

Russell Ragsdale said...

Thanks Pat! It is good to get your wonderful comment. Thanks for that and happy reclining, my friend!

Pris said...

I really like this! Wonderful writing.

Russell Ragsdale said...

Wow Pris, thanks! I'm really glad you liked it. thanks for those wonderful words.