Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Wind Blown


When the wind
Blows
Through that
Wind-
dow
Sent that
Scent
From long
Ago
Made you
Won-
der, wist-
ful
That
Fist
Full of dreams
Where
Did they go?

A little melon-choly muse today. Got into some wordplay and here's where we ended up. Offered to Poetry Jam for “Danger” with quotes of the danger of not taking chances, and Poets United for Wonder for our favorite place—already wrote about that with my last poem, didn't want to raise your sodium level too high--so slid in a little wondering over lost dreams instead.   

35 comments:

  1. really nice line breaks and word play...making the most of a few words....may the dreams return...and maybe they are just growing right beneath the surface til spring

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    1. Hi Brian! Loved your addition--dreams do return and sometimes they're growing just fine and you didn't even notice :-)

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  2. I enjoyed this. Love the wordplay! The 'sent' and the 'scent' / 'wonderful' 'wistful.' Yes, the fist full of dreams.....wouldn't it be nice if we could find them all?

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    1. Hi Mary!! Very glad that you enjoyed the wordplay, I had fun writing it, even if it did go a little bluesy at the end--it would be nice to find them all, and then sometimes we find ones we didn't even know we had :-)

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  3. You mentioned this is for PJ, but I still haven't seen it linked there. Hope you will link it to PJ. (Then you can delete this comment. LOL.)

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    1. Whoops! I posted this late and then forgot to link--thank you for the reminder and the laugh :-)

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  4. Memories are made of these! Yes, where did they go? One yearns for the wonderful memories only to be denied! Nicely Sara!

    Hank

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    1. Hi Hank!! Really enjoyed the poem of your memories--excellent write :-)

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  5. Memories are wonderful1 I dance with mine, often! Oh, I still long for my lost dreams~
    Thank you Sara for this time to reflect :D

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    1. Hi Ella!! Thank you for the excellent prompt--there's always those dreams that got away, and then others come along :-)

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  6. Enjoyed the sounds of the words in this. And yes, where did all those dreams go?

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    1. Hi Peggy! I love to play with sounds of words, so glad that you enjoyed that too. Dreams are elusive sometimes :-)

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  7. Very cool blog. Interesting posts. ;)
    Nice atmosphere guests with you here on the blog. ;]
    Yours. Have a nice day. !

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    1. Hi Patrycja--thank you very much! I do love my blog friends, a wonderful group. Hope that you'll come back for a visit from time to time :-)

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  8. Nice, the way you split the words. i hope the wind blows the dreams back through the window.

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    1. Hi Myrna!! Thank you so much for the visit and the wonderful wish--I have been fortunate to have a lot of dreams answered--this was more of and ending that fit, than one that applied to me--love the idea of them blowing back through the window!!

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  9. ...very nice experimental vibe here Sara... i enjoyed the whole flow and sometimes when the wind blows i fell into such deep meditation... smiles...

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    1. Hi Kelvin!! I was experimenting with those words--astute comment! Thank you for the lovely comment and for joining up--look forward to reading more of your poetry :-)

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  10. Hope those dreams fly right back in! Melancholic and tender :) nice play on word breaks

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    1. Hi Loredana!! I do write a lot of poems based on me, but this one really wasn't. I have been really lucky--there's always a few of those dreams I didn't reach, and then a lot of others that I didn't even know I had and were fulfilled--life is funny that way :-)

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  11. that fist full of dreams...and we can't grabe them...just like the wind...yet they're never far away...smiles

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    1. Hi Claudia!! Wow, I really like your comment, it reads like one of your poems :-) Thank you!

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  12. i meant grab of course...need a coffee first...smiles

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    1. Of course--actually made me smile, thinking of a line from "Jabberwocky"..."And the mome raths outgrabe" :-) Enjoy that coffee!

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  13. I'll take a fist full of dreams over a fist full of dollars any day! Sara, thanks for a poem that lifted me. Loved the cascading words, the fun punctuation, and the reminded that the wind always blows... we simply need to coax the good stuff in our direction! Loved this, my friend. Peace, Amy
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    1. Hi Amy!! You delightful person, you! Love that line about the fist fulls! So happy to have lifted you, that is the best compliment you could give me. It was a lot of fun to write. Keep coaxing the good stuff :-)

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  14. Great way you used the words and the breaks! some days those dreams just seem to disappear only to return the next day!

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    1. Hi Robyn!! Great to see you again--that is an excellent point, you never know when those dreams are going to pop up again :-) Thank you.

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  15. Very clever. Reminds me very much of Paul Muldoon's inspired word play. A really delightful read.

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    1. Hi Dave!! I'm going to have to look him up--actually the delightful De Jackson at Whimsygizmo blog was the one who got this word play going in my brain. She's a master of it. Thank you for the reference to Paul Muldoon--really enjoyed reading his poems! :-)

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  16. This is fantastic! LOVE the rhythm and rhyme - they make it feel like that fist full of dreams is still alive. :)

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    1. Hi Rachel!! Thank you very much!! Like some other people have said, you never know when those dreams will pop up again--sometimes they're just hiding for awhile :-)

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  17. How many dreams can a fist hold? Just beautiful, Sara.

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