As If I Am Your Dream Poem by David Kowalczyk

As If I Am Your Dream

Rating: 4.7

Here, in the warm white fog,
our smiles contain miracles,
miracles only an ancient love
could ever manifest.

My blood turns to wine.
The edges of shadow harden.
Time fills with tears.

Let us surrender
the sky we stole
from the gods.

Shah Surja 24 November 2015

'My blood turns to wine.'

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June Cleaver 31 August 2009

Yours is a truly beautiful soul, David.

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Linda Ori 05 January 2008

My kind of poem, David - short, but packed with powerful imagery and perspective. Linda :)

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Mark Mywords 04 January 2008

Truly inspired work. Don't be in a hurry to give that sky back...

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Justin Case 04 January 2008

Marvelous work. Thank you, David.

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Francie Lynch 24 November 2015

Nicely done. Where do we separate our fantasy from reality, and which do we prefer to live in. In the realm of the Romantics with this piece.

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Rajnish Manga 24 November 2015

There is a marked element of mysticism here, which coupled with a string of beautiful words casts a spell on the reader. I quote a few lines: Time fills with tears /...Let us surrender / the sky we stole / from the gods.

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M Asim Nehal 24 November 2015

Confession and repentance nicely written.

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Anil Kumar Panda 24 November 2015

Nice poem with a strong message. Loved it.

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Neran Sati 24 November 2015

Let us surrender the sky we stole from the gods. So wise, so true, so beautifull!

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David Kowalczyk

David Kowalczyk

Batavia, New York
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