Black Poetry : just…a dream

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went to the lake today
etched our names in a stone
hit my knees to pray
let the sun kiss my lips
casted the stone into the clear water
heard a voice whisper “don’t let it sink.”
dove in to retrieve it
immediately the waves caressed me
I turned one complete rotation then
transformed into my mermaid self
swam deep retrieved the stone
as it pulsated and glowed
thrusted the stone with our names towards the sky
a cumulus cloud caught our names
smiled then waved hello
as I broke through the water
sat on a rainbow wiggled my fins twice
transformed into my butterfly self
flew over to the cloud
retrieved our names
fluttered to the edge of the stratosphere
transformed into my angel self
transported our names back to heaven
where we are forever young beautiful
and in love
 
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skuze me Ma'am ... I've never had a dream like this! ... :cry:

how exactly does one dream such a beautiful dream
(shrugs)
iono, sis…guess I just let my krazy live.
my Spiritual Guides are always
in my mind tinkering
trying to help me see things clearly
when I spill an ugly thought
here they come, “Chile, go to sleep.
so we can clean that up.”
and behind them
come the Ancestors, “Right!”
projecting a vivid and vibrantly colorful dream
then just before I wake
here come The Little Poet People,
“After you awake don’t forget to record
what you just saw and we spoke.”


you're beautiful
right backatcha!
thank you


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Destee
Thank you!
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iono, sis…guess I just let my krazy live.
my Spiritual Guides are always
in my mind tinkering
trying to help me see things clearly
when I spill an ugly thought
here they come, “Chile, go to sleep.
so we can clean that up.”
and behind them
come the Ancestors, “Right!”
projecting a vivid and vibrantly colorful dream
then just before I wake
here come The Little Poet People,
“After you awake don’t forget to record
what you just saw and we spoke.”



right backatcha!

Thank you!
:hearts1:

(smile)



I believe every single word you have shared!

I can't wait until I have dreams like yours.

Thanks for the encouragement, love, all that you give ... :love:

:heart:

Destee
 

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