Long Poems About Dreams
#dreams
Long poems about dreams. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 9:36am
9th Feb 2025 9:36am
Utopian eggs
In streaks dawn is painted.
I as an observer will place a stethoscope towards all skies . Sometimes bursting into budding roses. In these times passing when hearing will become listening. This eternal global rhythm will become known. My fountain pen is clad in deep dark rivers where firstly I was a bird. Long before my aching bones nestled into winged words,
In oceanic knowing I delved into viral pools. That night I had awoken to strange intrinsic images being woven into a pattern. A lucid dream told me a cross lined pattern where dim light shone. A cloak collected me...
I as an observer will place a stethoscope towards all skies . Sometimes bursting into budding roses. In these times passing when hearing will become listening. This eternal global rhythm will become known. My fountain pen is clad in deep dark rivers where firstly I was a bird. Long before my aching bones nestled into winged words,
In oceanic knowing I delved into viral pools. That night I had awoken to strange intrinsic images being woven into a pattern. A lucid dream told me a cross lined pattern where dim light shone. A cloak collected me...
#dreams
#PowerOfWords
#metaphor
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AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 5:27pm
29th Jan 2025 5:27pm
My "Ea" Series: Chapter III. The Great Music of Creation (continuation - 3)
In a clash of wrath that disobeyed
and unholiest display of power,
Melkor, in the dawn of early decay,
was rather deluded like a coward.
Angrily, the Ainur lost his vision,
passionate about his part,
he forgot it was Divinest Reason
that determined the heart.
Melkor tried so desperate to win.
The first ignition of eternal hatred,
yet is was a lesson, original sin,
for all would return to the Sacred.
So the first attempt was chatter,
prolonging the tones of the song,
yet every time he tried to alter ...
and unholiest display of power,
Melkor, in the dawn of early decay,
was rather deluded like a coward.
Angrily, the Ainur lost his vision,
passionate about his part,
he forgot it was Divinest Reason
that determined the heart.
Melkor tried so desperate to win.
The first ignition of eternal hatred,
yet is was a lesson, original sin,
for all would return to the Sacred.
So the first attempt was chatter,
prolonging the tones of the song,
yet every time he tried to alter ...
#dreams
#God
#JRRTolkien
#music
#spiritual
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7 Comments
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 2:51pm
28th Jan 2025 2:51pm
THE ADVENTURE OF STUMPY AND THE DUMPSTER BOY
A three legged dog with brown curly fur waited in the alleyway.
The dog’s name was Stumpy.
The rain and ice had cracked the concrete. Years of waste had washed through. It was slimy and grey.
A boy of seventeen, ragged, hungry, and pale, was rummaging around a dumpster.
Stumpy barked.
A man dressed in beige grabbed hold of the Dumpster Boy and pulled him out. It was the manager of the Magnificent Burger House. He was sweaty and salty and his moustache covered his mouth.
“What are you doing in my Dumpster?”
The boy had hold of a bag of mouldy...
The dog’s name was Stumpy.
The rain and ice had cracked the concrete. Years of waste had washed through. It was slimy and grey.
A boy of seventeen, ragged, hungry, and pale, was rummaging around a dumpster.
Stumpy barked.
A man dressed in beige grabbed hold of the Dumpster Boy and pulled him out. It was the manager of the Magnificent Burger House. He was sweaty and salty and his moustache covered his mouth.
“What are you doing in my Dumpster?”
The boy had hold of a bag of mouldy...
#dogs
#dreams
#nightmares
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6 Comments
tree1325
tree
tree
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 11:36pm
27th Jan 2025 11:36pm
20 Years
Hey, kiddo.”
I say softly as she walks into view, a warm smile already tugging on my lips. She lifts her head to meet my eyes, tilting it as she observes my face, before suddenly announcing, “You look like Grammy!” I can’t help but chuckle at her response, kneeling down so that we are eye-to-eye. I watch as she takes in my most despised parts, my double chin, thin mouth, and plump cheeks, a mix of curiosity and affection shining in her bright brown eyes.
“I guess so.” I reply quietly, a similar blend of emotions swimming with tears in mine. There are so many things I...
I say softly as she walks into view, a warm smile already tugging on my lips. She lifts her head to meet my eyes, tilting it as she observes my face, before suddenly announcing, “You look like Grammy!” I can’t help but chuckle at her response, kneeling down so that we are eye-to-eye. I watch as she takes in my most despised parts, my double chin, thin mouth, and plump cheeks, a mix of curiosity and affection shining in her bright brown eyes.
“I guess so.” I reply quietly, a similar blend of emotions swimming with tears in mine. There are so many things I...
#childhood
#confessional
#dreams #LifeCycle
#dreams #LifeCycle
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Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 2:49pm
19th Jan 2025 2:49pm
A Night in the Museum
I was attending a meeting
hosting a keynote speaker
whom I did not know
During the presentation
the internet connection was lost
and I found myself sitting
next to the speaker
discussing potential options
for a better connection
A fundraiser was suggested
while he politely asked
if I was a Sociologist
At that time, the host
a gangly old man, obviously
frustrated by our discourse
abruptly blurted out:
"We don't use oracle cards...
hosting a keynote speaker
whom I did not know
During the presentation
the internet connection was lost
and I found myself sitting
next to the speaker
discussing potential options
for a better connection
A fundraiser was suggested
while he politely asked
if I was a Sociologist
At that time, the host
a gangly old man, obviously
frustrated by our discourse
abruptly blurted out:
"We don't use oracle cards...
#dreams
#religion
#spiritual #universe
#spiritual #universe
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MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 4:49am
10th Jan 2025 4:49am
I Tattoo U..........
#BDSM
#dreams
#passion
#sensual
#sex
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Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 12:16pm
8th Jan 2025 12:16pm
Dick Dreams
#abuse
#dreams
#mother
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Betty
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 10:49pm
26th Dec 2024 10:49pm
Danger on a dark road
#dreams
#erotic
#lover
#porn
#sex
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 7:34pm
19th Dec 2024 7:34pm
Petals For The Hatter’s Bands
Petals For The Hatter’s Bands
“I’ve outgrown all my sweet sixteen dresses. Being eighteen feels so strange. It is even more peculiar than falling down the rabbit hole when I was but a wee lass.”
“Don’t feel glum my dear. It will feel like a dress tailored just for you in the bat of your eyelashes.”
“Will I still get to visit you here in this wonderland I have come to call home?”
“You will see us when you dream.”
“I hope so. I’d be lost without your tea parties.”
The Hatter says, “Let me go pick the berries that...
“I’ve outgrown all my sweet sixteen dresses. Being eighteen feels so strange. It is even more peculiar than falling down the rabbit hole when I was but a wee lass.”
“Don’t feel glum my dear. It will feel like a dress tailored just for you in the bat of your eyelashes.”
“Will I still get to visit you here in this wonderland I have come to call home?”
“You will see us when you dream.”
“I hope so. I’d be lost without your tea parties.”
The Hatter says, “Let me go pick the berries that...
#dreams
#magic
#surreal
#tea
#women
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 2:24am
16th Dec 2024 2:24am
Our Dreams Beyond Stars...
There is a difference between this and those dreams,
Those tangled thoughts, where reason redeems.
Born from hours of pondering while awake,
Confused dreams that no true path take,
Mere whispers of the mind’s own schemes.
Indeed, much of what the dreamer sees,
Is but the echo of waking pleas.
A fleeting shadow of earthly care,
A mimicry of what we bear,
Such dreams dissolve like morning breeze.
And yet, there lies a darker stream,
Where Satan seeds his false dream scheme.
Twisting the soul with meanings profane,
A...
Those tangled thoughts, where reason redeems.
Born from hours of pondering while awake,
Confused dreams that no true path take,
Mere whispers of the mind’s own schemes.
Indeed, much of what the dreamer sees,
Is but the echo of waking pleas.
A fleeting shadow of earthly care,
A mimicry of what we bear,
Such dreams dissolve like morning breeze.
And yet, there lies a darker stream,
Where Satan seeds his false dream scheme.
Twisting the soul with meanings profane,
A...
#dreams
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 10:55am
8th Dec 2024 10:55am
Once Upon A December
I still remember Once Upon A December.
A month or time I used to remember.
When he held me nice and tight.
Safe,protective and warm.
Lacking of any harm.
When I danced on the dance floor.
In my stunning gown.
When I tried to remember what happened upon.
My memory,like I pressed a button and erased a ton.
A presence,invisible today.
Held me safe and warm.
And my memory began to roam.
Was this a ballroom dance.
Or was this a forgotten,forbidden romance?
And a song someone sings.
...
A month or time I used to remember.
When he held me nice and tight.
Safe,protective and warm.
Lacking of any harm.
When I danced on the dance floor.
In my stunning gown.
When I tried to remember what happened upon.
My memory,like I pressed a button and erased a ton.
A presence,invisible today.
Held me safe and warm.
And my memory began to roam.
Was this a ballroom dance.
Or was this a forgotten,forbidden romance?
And a song someone sings.
...
#dreams
#hope
#love #ShortStory
#love #ShortStory
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 1:34pm
29th Nov 2024 1:34pm
The Waterloo (Wade In The Water- Portals)
The Waterloo
Below Sea Level
After the calling of twilight, the illuminating moon sits high
Blue majestic skies to surrender unto Heaven’s sweetest surprise
Captivating felines roaming in search of its handsome prey
Delighted in fusing, sentiments be that it may
Enchanted blandishments to utter for the taking makes life worth living
Fervent emotions of tender giving, sentiments spinning
Glorious beauty to behold
Hopes, dreams, aspirations the...
Below Sea Level
After the calling of twilight, the illuminating moon sits high
Blue majestic skies to surrender unto Heaven’s sweetest surprise
Captivating felines roaming in search of its handsome prey
Delighted in fusing, sentiments be that it may
Enchanted blandishments to utter for the taking makes life worth living
Fervent emotions of tender giving, sentiments spinning
Glorious beauty to behold
Hopes, dreams, aspirations the...
#dreams
#moon
#mythology #water
#mythology #water
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