Shiny Objects

Silly, silly me

I was stuck inside a dream

Where I wandered lonely forests

With empty boxes in the trees

I liked the noises in the branches

Where trinkets trinkled in the breeze

I liked the faeries’ daedal dances

And their tricky little pleas

But the Ravens in the Heavens

They had seen this story before

They knew chasing Shiny Objects

Gets you lost forevermore

Reviews

[Manu]

This is really one beautiful dream..
Wonderfully worded.
Lovely piece of poetry :-)

[TheUnrulyWriter]

Thank you! I'm glad this poem is getting good responses, because I was afraid it was to vague for people to relate too. But it seems people get the meaning pretty well :)

[Dr. Wood ?]

a dream to read a dream to write I would imagine

[TheUnrulyWriter]

Haha thank you for the review!!

[Tbear]

Are you published dear fellow wordsmith? If you aren't you certainly will be...delightful poem.. write on..

[TheUnrulyWriter]

I'm not published, but I am working on a book with both poetry and possibly other forms of art in it. It means a lot that you think I would be able to be published. Thank you! :)