Dreaming
Published by GHC • Feb 20th, 2009 • Category: Poetryby phoenixdreams, age 14
I dreamed I was galloping last night
I dreamed of fields fresh and green
All happiness in sight
All good things to be seen
I dreamed I was galloping last night
I dreamed of breathless, sheer exhilaration
Holding on with all might might
Peace not described in a exclamation.
I dreamed I was galloping last night
I dreamed of a wild horse, feral and free
My soul took flight
I, at last, could be me.
I dreamed I was galloping last night
But waking up was my plight.


Wow… that is really neat. I can imagine the streangth and power of a horse.. dreaming about running free without a care.
Phenix Dreams, I felt like I was there through the whole poem!
I love this poem, I love all poems!
that is such a great poem that it made me feel as though i was there
The poem is wonderfully written and makes me feel like I’M there