76 On March 10, 2019March 10, 2019 By ELLEIn poetry how lucky am I to wake up every morning and still be dreaming Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2 and commented: Well done, you. LikeLike March 10, 2019 at 10:11 am Reply
A short poem that says a lot about life. To wake up every morning and still be able to dream is as good as it gets. Beautiful poem. LikeLike March 10, 2019 at 11:55 am Reply
Beautiful and interesting, little double edge sword in a way. But artists of any kind more positive than negative. LikeLiked by 1 person March 10, 2019 at 6:04 pm Reply
That is the only way to live. We all die when we keep our eyes closed and go in a bed where life goes on. LikeLike March 12, 2019 at 4:56 pm Reply
I was going to set my phone aside and move on to other things, but this one caught my eye. It’s so short but the line breaks are perfection. Each short phrase carries so much meaning, so much weight on its own, and even still the whole is greater than the sum of its parts. Cheers, ~ Adeline LikeLiked by 1 person March 19, 2019 at 3:34 pm Reply
Dreaming, that’s how I know I’m waking up in the morning. I love this poem because that’s exactly how I feel! LikeLiked by 1 person March 21, 2019 at 10:19 pm Reply
Reblogged this on THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN and commented: I like this. LikeLiked by 1 person March 22, 2019 at 10:09 am Reply
So true! Every day is a precious commodity; use it wisely. LikeLiked by 1 person April 1, 2019 at 6:10 pm Reply
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Well done, you.
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Beautifully done.
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“Life is but a dream” a great song from the 50s. ❤️👍🏽🎶
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A short poem that says a lot about life. To wake up every morning and still be able to dream is as good as it gets. Beautiful poem.
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Beautiful and interesting, little double edge sword in a way. But artists of any kind more positive than negative.
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That is the only way to live. We all die when we keep our eyes closed and go in a bed where life goes on.
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Dont’ ever stop!
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I was going to set my phone aside and move on to other things, but this one caught my eye. It’s so short but the line breaks are perfection.
Each short phrase carries so much meaning, so much weight on its own, and even still the whole is greater than the sum of its parts.
Cheers,
~ Adeline
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yes!
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Dreaming, that’s how I know I’m waking up in the morning. I love this poem because that’s exactly how I feel!
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I like this.
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Please keep dreaming forever.
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So true! Every day is a precious commodity; use it wisely.
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A fine haiku, much enjoyed.
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