Alice Anne Gordon


Dreams (I) - Poem by Alice Anne Gordon

Are dreams merely shadows
of a self that is unknown?
That break the body, mind and
soul to energies unflown.
To know thy self, above all things,
is a most impressive plight.
To take leave of the senses
and explore the endless night.
To fly with all eternity
To fly with wings of gold
To fly with gods and demons
To fly with new and old

Are dreams merely make believe,
a film of many scenes?
Projecting fears and wonder
on the world and what it means.
They tell so many stories
Some truth, some lies, some both
It is so difficult to tell
Unless we take an oath to
Fly with all eternity
To fly with wings of gold
To fly with gods and demons
To fly with tales untold


Comments about Dreams (I) by Alice Anne Gordon

  • (6/7/2009 4:09:00 PM)

    If Wished are Dreams, Then Dreams are Wishes but what i love is these words of yours
    Are dreams merely shadows
    of a self that is unknown
    That break the body, mind and
    soul to ener

    Very Nice thank you
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  • (9/28/2007 6:31:00 AM)

    A fascination subject - nicely described. Brings out the enigmatic nature of this least understood phenomenon which has been spoken about since time immorial.

    Take care
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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 28, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 11, 2011


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