David Harris

(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

A Blank Stare


Daydreaming can happen
just about anywhere.
You sit down for a few moments,
and suddenly your mind just drifts away.
You start dreaming of things
that happened in your yesterdays.
One minute you are in real time,
next you’re gone to imaginary.
No one can tell when these dreams
are going to happen.
If anyone sees you,
for their money they get
just a blank stare.

22 February 2008

Submitted: Wednesday, March 26, 2008

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  • Bob Gibson (7/13/2008 2:21:00 PM)

    I sometimes daydream when driving, and wonder how i got there?
    my eyes are glued to the road, but my brain seems to be elsewhere
    I'm quite sure if danger was present, i would surly react
    but ninety five percent of me is dreaming, honestly that's a fact!
    nicer poem David, (Report) Reply

  • Malini Kadir (4/8/2008 1:38:00 AM)

    Poets are dreamers first! time is a plane of multiple interactions with past memories, the now and the will be.....in a blend of hues in vacant eyes and sky blues (Report) Reply

  • Duncan Wyllie (4/1/2008 4:10:00 PM)

    I think that this is where all good poetry is made David, yours is no exception

    ...In dreams


    Thankyou for sharing your wonderful posts

    Love duncan X (Report) Reply

  • Alison Cassidy (3/30/2008 9:57:00 PM)

    I see the kids doing it - often. Just sitting and staring... It's good to let them be too - to follow their imaginations - you never know, you might just be nurturing a new poet. Great piece. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

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