Rolling thunderously into sight
yesterday's dreams
wrap themselves tightly
around the heart,
casting their cords they might
latch on to tomorrow
then discharge
unyielding dynamic might.
Dreams refuse to take
second place.
using any means they whisper
themselves
into our personal star,
and insist on booking into
expensive cosmic suites
using our name.
Regarding itself rather inanely,
as indispensible,
yesterday's dreaming retreats
to hatch a carefully
planned vigourous comeback.
Never to be disregarded,
rejected fantasies
may turn out to be a hearty
taste of the week,
for yesterday'dreams are there
to help allay future fear
and bear bravely
the weight of today.
Another wonderful and insightful poem, Fay. A ten from me. Ron
Fay, lots to like in your well written piece.10/10 Regards, Ian
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
or yesterday'dreams are there to help allay future fear and bear bravely the weight of today....................brilliant write, yet introspective by the philosophy of walking over path of journey and just to sway being allayed on niche of dust, wrought ingenious by imagery,10+++, thanks for sharing