Poetry

Visions of Hope

Eyes see beyond sight,
Imagining what can be,
Unveiling the future,
Like waves upon the sea.

Dreams float in my mind,
Hope whispers soft and near,
With each little step,
I can face all my fears.

Poetry

Dreams

In the quiet night,
Whispers of a distant world,
Softly call my name,
Through the fabric of the stars,
Hope dances in silken threads.

Poetry

Chasing Dreams

In a vault of dreams,

A horse racing on,

Hooves pounding the ground,

Chasing dreams

Through meadows and fields,

Underneath the sunlit,

Their spirit untamed,

In the race of life

Poetry

Sweet Dreams

Sweet dreams, what are those?
A whisper in the night,
A fleeting tale composed,
In shadows soft and light.

I drift through realms unknown,
Where hopes and wishes play,
Yet in my heart, I’ve grown,
To doubt their gentle sway.

Each night I close my eyes,
In search of slumber’s grace,
But find no lullabies,
Just an endless, quiet space.

What magic do they hold,
Those dreams that others find?
A tapestry of bold,
Unraveled by the mind.

Yet here I stand alone,
A skeptic of the night,
In silence, I have grown,
With no sweet dreams in sight.

So tell me of your dreams,
The ones that make you soar,
For in their glimmering beams,
I wish to dream once more.

Poetry

Woven Dreams


Tiny worlds in hand,
Fastening fabric and dreams,
Securing life’s course.

Glimmers of hope rise,
Within each woven thread,
Stories waiting to soar.

In shadows, light dances,
Whispers of joy intertwine,
Crafted tales take form.

With every gentle stitch,
A universe unfolds,
Boundless, yet so small.

Held close to the heart,
These dreams breathe and thrive,
In our palms, they entwine.

Poetry

Hunger

A hunger has begun, deep and strong,
To chase the dreams where I belong.
Huge things to be had, far and wide,
Even if I must journey alone, with pride.

Poetry

Night of Whispers

In the quiet cradle of night,
Where shadows weave their whispers,
Dream, a fragile thread of silver,
Dances between realms unseen.

Fleeting visions, stars collide,
Ephemeral echoes of longing sigh,
A tapestry spun in cosmic gold,
Carried on the wings of a lullaby.

In the heart of slumbering woods,
Where the moonlight casts its glow,
Unraveled fantasies take flight,
As time slips softly, sweet and slow.

Veils of hope and distant light,
Collide in a symphony of sight,
Oh, to wander in the glades of mind,
To chase the shadows, leave behind.

Awake, yet lost in reverie,
In the realm where dreams unfold,
Embrace the magic, let it be,
For in each dream, the world is told.

Poetry

The Power of Visions

Do visions come true?

At times it is hard to tell

Need a sign to show

Whispers of the heart,  

Guiding paths we have yet walked,  

Hope lights the shadows.

Poetry

Echoes of Dreams


Soft echoes roam,
Fears meet at dawn,
In a dream’s chosen frame,
Hope’s glow, like a warm fawn.

Oft, serene, we chase,
A thread of light gleams,
Daring to embrace
The whispers of dreams.

Minds drift and flow,
Each thought like a stream;
In shadows, we sow
The seeds of our dreams.

Let go of your woes,
Find peace in the night,
For in dreams, we grow,
And everything feels right.

Poetry

Chasing Dreams: An Ode to Resilience

Always wondered if this would be the time 

Beware of what might be coming for you 

Caution, your heart, for you never know 

Danger is all around 

Evade at all cost 

Fight with everything that you have 

Going for the win 

Hurry, you can’t be late 

Insist your every wish 

Just go for it 

Kindness is the key 

Live for the moment 

Move with determination 

Now or forever be lost 

Open the mind to all ideas 

Precious moments are being missed 

Quit doubts 

Realize your potential 

Seize the moment 

The time is now 

Unity is the name of the game 

Victory awaits those who strive 

With every effort, dreams come alive 

Xenial gestures create bonds so tight 

Yield not to fear, embrace the light 

Zealously chase the dreams in your sight. 

Poetry

Dreams of Time

In quiet pockets, it rests softly.

            Dreams and regrets softly speak.

            Chasing time that slips away.

MAD Missy 😠

Poetry

Journey of Aspirations

Aiming for goals, dreams in our sight,
Passion ignites, making spirits take flight.
Pathways to progress, we eagerly trace,
Learning and growing at our own pace.
In every endeavor, we strive to engage,
Creating connections as we turn the page.
Action and focus, our future in hand,
Taking each step, together we stand.
Inspiration found in the journey we share,
Opening doors, with courage we dare.
Nurturing visions, a world to explore.

MAD 11/23/24