Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Ideals



I am an eternal dreamer
and so loyal to a fault

I love floating away to solitude
bringing nonsensical mingling to a halt

I will wait for the best of the finest dreams
and all of those ideals that I have conjured up

and so I continue the search for the largest rainbow
for which will guide me to the golden cup

it will be a grand chalice to sip that brings
sweet love and friendship 'til the end

as the owner of the steaming brew will
not doubt me or pretend

to be moving forth to
something we may both want

when the beginning really is the
end and it's only purpose is to jaunt

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

oh i really like this one...


when the beginning really is the
end....


*claps*

Dulçe ♥ said...

This sumarizes a kind of long year and life... you know yourself well... and describe it with so sweet words
oh love will it eder
Great lines:
``it will be a grand chalice to sip that brings
sweet love and friendship 'til the end``

LarryG said...

what a toast to share from the chalice of love and deepest friendship -
sounds of resurrection this

Opaque said...

Bravo! Just beautiful!

PS: I never realised that I'd stopped following this spot. Some glitch on blogger, I suppose.

Noelle Dunn.... A Poet in Progress said...

Thank you!

Eva said...

With every beginning comes an end. Your poem captures the hope that drives us to continue regardless of the fact that one day we may feel the loss of our happiness. Beautiful.

Mariana Soffer said...

I am glad I got to know your blog, thanks to our mutual friends in common. I liked a lot your poetry, but I still have to give it a deeper look at it.

Take care and keep going
M

Tabitha.Montgomery said...

All the best to you in the new year..Thank you for sharing your creative writing..and spirit here;)