Pipe dreams; lost illusions of a romantic fool

by Ingrid   Mar 6, 2009


Pipe dreams; lost illusions of a romantic fool

Thoughts, swirling like darkened clouds
against gravity they soar to my sanctuary
Steadily replacing bubbles,
bursting one by one
On these magical windy moors
once roamed a dreamer,
with her companion hand in hand
Vast fields of fertile soil
have now turned to desert land
Billowing winds tug at the last shreds of hope

What will remain after the storm dies down?

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  • 9 years ago

    by PETER EDWARDS

    A sad but beautiful poem Ingrid, penned in such a dreamy way!
    I liked this poem.
    Good work!

  • 13 years ago

    by Cassie Cain

    I love the way you phrased everything.. great jjob.. sounds like one of my poems :)

  • 15 years ago

    by anand singh

    Like everyone else I was captivated by those two beautiful lines at the begining and the awesome finish.
    This is indeed a beautiful and superbly penned piece.
    An enjoyable read.
    Paul...

  • 15 years ago

    by Chris

    I like this. Its dreamy. Nice work.

  • 15 years ago

    by Aureus Argentum

    Beautiful! :) I love the title, especially "lost illusions of a romantic fool". 5/5

    Hugs,

    Bri~

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