We Are The Makers Of Dreams Poem by Bill Cantrell
We Are The Makers Of Dreams
From the other side of the pen,
A poet enters a dream
Upon the matrix of our designs,
We are collecting bones,
Attaching flesh to that of which our heart longs
Placing a broken spirit upon the back of a dove,
Perching on a shoulder of a friend,
Comfort let it bring
We vent our anger at death,
At the same time vowing love
But there is oh, so much more than this!
Yes, for from the fountain of free will,
Waters must flow!
Here, we breathe life into the inanimate
I have been exposed to the beauty of poetic bliss
In an eclipse, I witnessed the dignity of our moon,
Covering her breasts with darkness,
Passing between the earth and sun,
As cherubs escorted her from her former home
On the page,
I commanded the desert clouds,
They must show favoritism to the date palms
For at night, they walk the dunes,
Feeding those in need
The sun,
He must tame the arrogance of the red camel,
Humbling him under the young riders
And if he still refuses to bow,
I will blow sand onto his long eyelashes
I have rested inside the heart of the earth,
Exchanging gifts with the dead,
Bringing back greetings to loved ones above
Was it not to prove my intense love for a maiden,
That I walked on the sun for a thousand years,
Just to see her roll her eyes at me, unimpressed?
My friends,
There is a place in our dreams
Where we have awakened at the site of our reflection
Yet, in this land under the belly of the pen,
We are the makers of dreams
We look at our creations,
And on the page, shadows take on form,
Staring back at us with question
We give them purpose and permanence
To whatever end they find will be up to us
Yet, in this land under the belly of the pen, We are the makers of dreams We look at our creations, And on the page, shadows take on form, .......so touching and true. A beautiful poem nicely executed. Appropriate title.10
For Poetry, Everything and anything is possible. You, dear Bill, have proven it here. This is such a marvel of a Poem, so inspiring and complete. That if I did not know that other poems exist, I would say, your poem invented poetry. A poet's poem if ever there was one. Didn't know wether to cry, smile or do both. So very well written, so touching, so immense, so complete, so POETRY! Unforgettable.....
Wow, thank you Sandra, I’m so glad you liked it, for lovers of poetry there is no limit to the imagination and the great thing we find in poetry is that our poems can always carry meaning and principles in each word..what a jewel poetry is to us all, again thank you dear friend
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 3:01:47 AM # 1.0.0.1119
We are makers of dreams and we are markers of dreams. Exchanging gifts with the dead we feel gifts of love and emotion. This poem brings deep emotion and joy. There is a place in our dreams and we feel this place for friends in awakened state. An interesting poem is very well penned. Revisiting this we feel glad..10