Peacock dreams #prose #poetry

Have you ever had a dream and let it slip away?
Was it life’s changing dynamics that blew you in unforeseen directions,
Or did the universe gift you blessings beyond even dreams?
Do you still think about that dream,
Do you still want it,
And does a dream ever truly disappear?

A friend once told me that most people dream too small.
That their ambition is mediocre, tantamount to laziness.
And their conviction is so frail it’s hilarious-
Would you agree with this view?
Is it a weakness of mind to have a simple dream?
Is one unserious to crave a tiny pleasure
Or is bliss exclusive to those who reach the stars?

Is my dream here-
shrouded in this mist?
Why does it hide?
How must I find it?
Shall I wait,
shall I seek,
or shall I prepare-
Make my mind beautiful
Make my soul a gem
Then spread with peacock glamour
And coax that dream from the shadows

Author copies finally came.

I dreamt of a world with a place for all types
yet with types who cannot find their place
I dreamt it
I called to it
I prepared
It took a while but at last it came
It came with tales of hidden places
Places in mist, shadow, and light.

Signed these limited-edition copies with some poetry.

Life blows us hither and dither.
Old dreams disappear and new ones are born.
For many, all belief in dreams is engulfed by reality
But to have no dream, to not chase a soul’s demands,
is to feel a certain incompleteness
where at every milestone,
no matter how beautiful or successful
there is still something missing;
That tiny pleasure –
from that simple dream

1st satisfied customer with their copy.

Couldn’t manage more than 25copies but good news is that they all sold out. I’m back hard at work on the 2nd book of this trilogy; hope to see you there.

Copyright judeitakali

Realms of the Mist on Lulu