My field of dreams

by Shelby Bridges   Sep 4, 2005


I found myself laying
in a field of dreams
Enjoying the sunshine
and gifts life brings
I could close eyes
and without a stare
I could touch the clouds
as if I were there

I could reach out my hand
as it all seem so real
I could smell the flowers
and could touch how they feel
I could hear all the birds
what sounds they would bring
From one tree to another
in harmony they sing

In the mist of a silence
on this path I would stray
I could hear running water
of a brook not far away
As I turn to look back
I begin to realize
My field had disappeared
I had opened my eyes

When I hear a running brook
or when birds Begin to sing
I close my eyes and imagine
I'm in my field of dreams

I think we all have a field of
dreams somewhere...........

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  • 11 years ago

    by Marjan

    Wow, I think you described the place beautifully. that really sounded like a dreamy place. It was as if I was there.
    yeah, I agree. I think everyone has their own field of dreams.
    much love,
    marjan

  • 11 years ago

    by sarah

    This poem is so easy to imagine. very creative and it brings the reader happiness. such joy and easyness in this poem. relaxing.

  • 11 years ago

    by Ann Stareyes

    Such a peaceful and beautiful write...Enjoyed...I love your talent...

    Love Ann

  • 11 years ago

    by Marjan

    Very imaginative and beautifully written. one of the best poems
    I have read recentley.
    I really enjoyed reading it.
    much love,
    marjan

  • 12 years ago

    by Atomic

    I like the whole general idea of this poem.

    "I could smile the flowers"

    I think you meant "smell". =)

    "I could hear running water
    of a brook not far away"

    For some reason this part of the poem pulls the whole idea together.

    I can actually imagine the sound of running water, very nice M'Dear.

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