Dreams of yesterday

Whispers from dreams calling me back to a time more sweet

When love was felt in your hand and voice whether out or under sheet

Upon awakening it freezes into an icy present where it can no longer be

A mind that will not accept today takes me to dreams distantly

Feelings unburied, not felt for so long, in an ailing heart once so strong

Tears wash away faded dreams carried in a back pocket all day long

Taken out only at night spread like soft butter on the bread of sleep

Sugared dreams drunken with memories that only slumber can keep

Reviews

[Curly Grace]

There’s such a gentle sweetness in the way you move through memory here. The dream imagery feels warm and intimate, like someone carefully unfolding the past to feel its light again. It’s a wistful, heart-full piece, one that holds both the ache and the sweetness with equal care.

[Soren]

Thank you so much Curley for your review and most kind words that I accept most humbly. Your generosity is most appreciated

[emmajoygreen]

Your writing is a blend of hurt and hope, words meandering through the past, the present and.. deep breath, a change in the future. Each person is made - rightly or wrongly, from the past, it's inevitable but.. we also learn from what's happened before the Now.. both as foe and friend. Is up to the individual to chose which. Your writing offers a mix of timed thought and its invaluable lesson.
Courageous words:
'Tears wash away faded dreams carried in a back pocket all day long
Taken out only at night spread like soft butter on the bread of sleep
Sugared dreams drunken with memories that only slumber can keep'

[Soren]

Thank you Emmajoy for the review and understanding interpretation it is deeply valued and appreciated.

[emmajoygreen]

Friends do that to and for each other, yes?!

[John the Baptist]

Many there are who cling to the past because the present seems so barren. Whatever the present's lackings, however, it is real. The past can make no such claim. It is dead, and will stay dead forever.

[Soren]

Thank you John for the review and comment. True it is time does not go backward except in the head. The question pits pragmatism against romanticism and asks the question is it better to live in a painful real world or a happy fantasy.

[Claude]

This poem has a really dreamy, nostalgic feel. I like how it flows like someone wandering through memories—there’s a strong sense of longing and bittersweet reflection. The imagery of “sugared dreams drunken with memories” is especially vivid and makes the emotional weight tangible. The rhythm is a bit dense at times, but it adds to the sense of thoughts spilling out like memories themselves. Overall, it’s intimate, reflective, and leaves you feeling the ache of the past lingering in the present.

[Soren]

Thank you so much for this most insightful interpretation Claude your wording seems to highlight the desired feel I wished to leave and I am so glad that that came through to you. Your words are most appreciated

[Fabian G. Franklin]

There ain't no future living in the past. Just because your dreams don't come true it doesn't mean they weren't good dreams. Maybe they just weren't meant to be in the greater purpose of things. I see that in my own life sometimes.

[Soren]

Thank you Fabian for your review and understanding pragmatic view. Although I like to think of myself as pragmatic I am also a romantic for one can not write poetry without romance for life. It is in dreams that these two often meet for it is only there that they can be friends

[Thomas W Case]

Powerful work. Alive with vivid and sharp images.

[Soren]

Thank you so much Thomas for your review and generous words of support