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Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Dreams of the Heart

Art by Aleta Jacobson
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Suggested prompt...
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My heart dreams of...



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My heart dreams of Picasso, Dali, sno-cone's with tiger's blood flavoring, a heaven that everybody gets into, a passionate kiss, laughter so pure and good and contaigous. My heart dreams of beautiful girls falling in love, puppies wagging the nubs of tails as their momma comes in from the backyard with full teats hanging. My heart dreams of utopia, of better medicine, of satellites harvesting solar power and beaming it down to the energy-hungry masses. My heart dreams of the perfect words which, when set down on the page just so, would say it perfectly, would say it so well that any more words would be overkill. My heart dreams of poetry, of supernovas lightyears across, the sound of a baby's feet slapping on clean hardwood, and a taste of God.

~ Killerwit


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13 comments:

Simply Heather said...

My heart dreams of
a morning sunshine
warmly touching my face.

My heart dreams of
an afternoon delighting
in the breeze of the day.

My heart dreams of
an evening of laughter
with the people I love.

My heart dreams of
the hope of our future
in the arms of a loving God.

~all done :o>

Pienovski said...

That is beautiful Heather!

shabby girl said...

My heart dreams of the day all three of my children are settled, in love, with families of their own.
My heart dreams of the day when I can let go of pictures of the past, knowing they will not creep up again.
My heart dreams of peace and laughter.

Dan Felstead said...

My heart dreams of mended relationships at Thanksgiving. At time of renewing connections without the baggage of the past.

Stevie G.B. said...

My heart dreams of
a love
that may never be

My heart dreams of
a peace
that lives without me

My heart dreams of
a girl
that did not agree

Of what my heart
dreams of
I wish she could see

TesoriTrovatiJewelry said...

Heart Song

the words are written
where no one can see
your song is about you
calling you to be

the best that you can
there is no other way
get up and get going
today is the day

no one can tell you
that your song isn’t right
no one can see
‘cause it’s hidden from sight

only you, only one
has the right combination
to unlock what’s hidden
just takes imagination

full of color and light
full of movement and song
there’s a whole world in there
and it’s where you belong

so open your heart
let it sing, let it dance
your whole life is waiting
just give it a chance

Erin
http://treasures-found.blogspot.com

P.S. I don't normally write rhyme-y poems as I feel a bit contrived doing it and I cannot do it as well as others who post here. But for some reason my heart was speaking to me and it just flowed out in about those 5 minutes. Great art today! Great prompt!

Shannon H. said...

Beautiful!

*wave* Hi from Shannon here via "That's My Answer"

Jen said...

My heart is hoping I don't wreck the turkey or the stuffing. LOL!

I tagged you! Check out my blog for the rules!
:)

Chris Bowers said...

My heart dreams of
getting inside.

I've worn it out
for too long and
now it's broken.

My heart dreams of
being back inside.

Simplicity said...

My heart dreams of
quiet
solace
tranquility
peace

My heart dreams of
being in sync with my brain

When the two stop clashing
My heart will stop dreaming
And it will start living

Killerwit said...

My heart dreams of Picasso, Dali, sno-cone's with tiger's blood flavoring, a heaven that everybody gets into, a passionate kiss, laughter so pure and good and contaigous. My heart dreams of beautiful girls falling in love, puppies wagging the nubs of tails as their momma comes in from the backyard with full teats hanging. My heart dreams of utopia, of better medicine, of satellites harvesting solar power and beaming ti down to the energy-hungry masses. My heart dreams of the perfect words which, when set down on the page just so, would say it perfectly, would say it so well that any more words would be overkill. My heart dreams of poetry, of supernovas lightyears across, the sound of a baby's feet slapping on clean hardwood, and a taste of God.

_we_the_pieces_ said...

my heart dreams
of primary colors
of basic shapes
of shorter words
of easy explanations
my heart dreams
of the lost innocence
of the wide-eyed child
my heart dreams
of the used to be simple explanation
of love

Killerwit said...

I am honored to have been deemed worthy of being beneath the picture. Truly. Keep up the good work. All of you.