Saturday, July 20, 2013

A Bellyful of Dreams




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Emile Chaus
Portrait of Madam Claus, 1900
In the public domain in the United States






i had a bellyful of dreams

     not too long ago,

stored in a sack

     around my waist.

when i walked

     they bounced.

and sometimes,

     they spoke a little bit

here and there,

     reminding me

of colors used to paint words

but more vibrant somehow,

   their sss’s more pronounced

    their waves of color washing over me

lest i forget them

and the me i once was.



copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2013

Posted for the Poetry Pantry and for Dverse Open Link Night

59 comments:

  1. Whoa! This is very powerful, Audrey, and very strong, vivid and poignant image. I understand that sack all too well. (Sigh/Agh/scream.) You've conveyed it beautifully. Thanks. This is Manicddaily, btw, Karin - on a mobile device that wants me to use an old blogger id. Thanks again. k.

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  2. you know...its never too late for dreams audrey...sometimes we have to set them aside for a bit...trust me, i know that...you can dream again...i am sure...honest words...

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    1. Hi Brian--thank you! I feel I am at a cross roads right now--we'll see what new dreams may come

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    2. the good thing about a crossroads is that you get to choose a new direction eh? smiles.

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    3. So true Brian!! Once the kids leave the nest it is all up for grabs!

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    4. ha. true that...take care of the responsibility first, play later...smiles.

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    1. Thank you Janet!! Hope all is well in your world!

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  4. loved it. "and the me i once was"...how dreams sometimes define us, and I agree, dreams never really leave us.

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  5. Delightful things are dreams. Enjoyed this.

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  6. Well, this is just a delight. I see this poem as being very sensuous. A lovely read.

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  7. I'm glad to see a new poem from you. I have to tell you that I love your poetry. You conjure up images that are clear to me, vivid in their description and oh so beautiful.

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    1. Thank you so much for reading my work Bill--I am so very glad that you enjoy my work--I so enjoy writing it!

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  8. The sack is a great idea. I'm going to try it as soon as I can relieve that over-sized closet of its boxed burdens! I like the bounce in this poem. I wonder what happened to that bag?

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  9. Audrey, the ending takes my breath away....especially when that last line is written in smaller print. We each need to keep our bag, not hide it away in a closet somewhere, and in it we should have the things that remind us of who we ARE, not who we once were.

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  10. The imagery in this is so bold and beautiful, Audrey. I'll be revisiting this one...carrying my own sack of dreams. :)

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  11. Really nice! I like the way the colors washed over you!

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  12. The challenge of every mother - to remember "the me I once was"....she is still in there, kiddo, just waiting for a few free moments to unleash herself! Trust me, I know these things!

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    1. You do know all kinds of things Sherry! Thank you!

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  13. Lovely Audrey! All too often, we forget who we used to be and as Sherry says,"she's still there... ".

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  14. Oh I love the reminder not to forget our dreams...to remember that they are still with us! Lovely write Audrey.

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  15. and the me i once was. how that holds truth to so many as we take that next step in a new direction in life.

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  16. Audrey this is gorgeous and I agree with the other commentators powerful!

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  17. Audrey, a beautiful poem:-) --I love the details of sss's more pronounced, and colors washing over you--it's important to keep those dreams close

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  18. this is truly a wonderful poem, to be read over and over. I love your opening "bellyful of dreams" - and, really, everything.

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  19. poignantly beautiful imagery and sounds, Audrey.

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  20. A wonderful piece. "Bellyful of dreams"- now that's awesomeness !!!

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  21. What a stunning poem. The reader can immediately empathize with the theme and you have expressed the idea in beautiful poetry. This is the kind of poem I read and wish I had written.

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  22. I agree it's never too late, and I sympathize but feel deeply these words in my soul. Beautifully writ. Bellyfull of dreams has to be my favorite. This is powerful.

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  23. Audrey, this seems to carry in it the wisdom of someone who's lived a bit and yet still has hope. I love it.

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  24. Keep dreaming, lovely write.

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  25. I hope you never forget those dreams ~ Keep them alive & vibrant ~

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  26. Nice imagery. I store mine in my head and like a snow globe they stir and settle.

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  27. Great visual imagery -- the bellyful of dreams carried like a sack! Nice work ~peace, Jason

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  28. I love that first line-it really grabs the reader in! Nicely done.

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  29. Well, most times my belly is full of what I overate. But, I love your bellyfull. And dreams have no calories. How wonderful.

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  30. oh we should never forget our dreams.... love the images...

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  31. original and poignant last line in small print is effective...I do like that expectant feeling at the end...waiting, waiting for more dreams. They will come! Thanks for sharing :) ~jackie~

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  32. Dreams can fade, but some you may trade, for something better to attain, or board a train.

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  33. ah... dreams which can be so fleeting; you've given us hope

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  34. colours to paint words, yes
    and paint dreams
    and words to fill empty spaces

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  35. IS still of love in spirit...

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  36. Dreams keep us alive, Audrey. Beautiful write.

    Pamela

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  37. Oh you've got to keep dreaming, no matter how fare we've come along in this world. Lovely poem.

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  38. One must never forget to dream...always. Commenting from dVerse.

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  39. Reminds me to hold my stomach in when I walk.

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