Poem Body
Here I go again
Chasing shadows
Things that come to me in my dreams
Real and unreal
At the same time
In my sight
But out of my reach
Shadows I can pass my hand through
But never touch
I can see
But never hold
Shadows of everything
I want to be
Lying forever
Just in front of me
My shadows forever
Trapped in my dreams
Comments
good to write
it was good to write again, I have been in a little bit of a slump and I just wrote this one. I kind of like it but I am a big fan of mine haha. I hope you like it too
Randy
I hate that
I hate that when I am in the middle of a really good dream and I get distrubed and I can never go back to where I was lol. those are always the best dreams
Dear Hobo,
In my sight
But out of my reach
Shadows I can pass my hand through
But never touch
I can see
But never hold
It reminds me of how after I wake up from a interesting dream and the harder I try to remember it, it slips through my fingers. This is a very wistful piece. I have no suggestions, just appreciation for the work.
always, Cat
Hi Hobo
This one reminded me of life! Way off the track! How we have dreams and asperations that we hope to fulfill, somehow, for most of us, it slips through our fingers, but we keep the dream going just in case.
Thanks for sharing - I always like your poems.
Love Mand xxxxx
Forgive me, hobo,
but this is just wimpy, where is the real life? The interaction with dream and actuality. You sound like a forlorn ghost.
not wimpy jess
pathetic - NOT an insult - in the true sense of the word...
it depicts a real sorrow and sense of helplessness
'Here I go again
Chasing shadows...
... shadows forever
trapped in my dreams'
-i think you may have more argument with some of the presentation....
as i i believe hobo has captured the feelings well in this write ...
some suggestions randy... (i stress imho only)
Things that come to me in my dreams
Real and unreal
At the same time (perhaps 'simultaniously' might work better)
and
'In my sight
But out of my reach' (change 'but' to and')
just thoughts...
love judy
good insight, judy
but what else would you expect?
I think I was kinder.
To me it reads like a duel
To me it reads like a duel between the conscious and sub-conscious mind...i am not sure if this write is a fall out of such a duel...
Dreams are often ways we
Dreams are often ways we review past actions in more personal view helping us to make alterations on ways we will act in the future
Love the poem