Saturday, August 18, 2012

Field of Dreaming

Didn't intend to
Spend twenty-five years
In the outfield
Hands at my sides
Hope penciled onto, fading
From the weathered palm of my glove
Waiting
For a dream

Then, a sun scorched day
Sight blocked by light
Heard the swing
The rush of air
Reached up, up
Tendons to the point
Of tearing
It landed
Light as my favorite song
A dream
And all I had to do
Was reach

Written for the wonderful prompt "Dream Catcher"  at Poets United poetryblogroll.blogspot.com  Couldn't resist the baseball analogy--eventhough it was a sport that eluded me skill-wise :-)

21 comments:

  1. Heartfelt write! Very vivid and beautifully sad.

    I love the way you ended it!

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  2. Thank you! Started out more tongue in cheek and then took on a voice of its own. :-)

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  3. And all I had to do is reach... I love that!! This is beautiful, Sara.

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    1. Thank you Laurie! Really appreciate the visit and the enthusiasm :-)

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  4. 'If you build it, they will come' Brings back some memories. :)
    Dreams can and do come true, don't they. Glad this took on a life of its own. It ended on a high note of hope :)

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    1. Hi Brenda! I always love your comments--feel like I'm talking with a friend :-) Dreams can and do come true, just like Jimminy Cricket sang...

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    1. Thank you! Really appreciate your constant support, means a lot. :-)

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  6. What a great poem! Love the "all I had to do was reach" ending. :) Very inspiring.

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    1. Thank you Rachel! It's kind of a true story :-)

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  7. "all i had to do was reach "
    beautiful :)

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    1. Thank you very much, I'm so glad you liked it--took me awhile to get the right ending. Appreciate the visit!

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  8. nice...great closure with the landing of the dream and all having to do is reaching...

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    1. Thank you Claudia! Glad you "caught" that *smile*

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    1. Hi Mad! thank you so much for your comments and support :-)

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  10. I think the outfield is the best place to be! So much dreamier than closer to home plate. Love this poem.

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    1. Thank you so much Jannie. Outfield is for dreaming for sure. :-)

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  11. I am reaching! Hope I catch one soon. :)

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  12. its intersting how one day we seem to wake up and realize we are where we never intended.....but as well we do not have to stay there...

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Your words are wonderful! Thanks for popping in--I'll be over in a snap!