A Dream I Had

[Nucky]

LOL, I decided to try to write a rhyming poem with my accent.
It is my dream.
But not all of my dream.
Of course!!! My dreams are longer than this!!!

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Had this dream and it wasn’t bad
In fact, ranks high in dreams I’ve had
Starts, I was waitin’ in this massive crowd
In, where else? Where else? But Rome!
For a train to come and take me home
Along it came, just a-rumblin’ loud

Train stopped and opened gapin’ wide
And I stepped all careful inside
My eyes wandered the few and vacant seats
Saw a big man in a jacket and hat
He seemed lonely, I sat where he sat
He dug in his pocket and pulled out a handful of sweets

Well, this man was big, both wide and tall
Wrapped deep in his jacket and that’s not all
His hat dipped low and masked his face in shadow
He growled and moaned, which gave me a scare
Curious too, I couldn’t help but stare
I imagined his face as mean and sallow

He shifted a bit in his coat colored sandy
Must’ve seen me starin’ ‘cause he offered the candy
Glitterin’ like jewels in his large and heavy hand
Not wantin’ to offend the big and shady feller
I chose two candies, one red and one yeller
And found them to be the sweetest in all the land

Happy and grateful, I’ll thank him, I thought
But more ‘an anythin’ ‘twas more candy I sought
And I said, “It was real good sir.”
He offered again, but this time I saw
His heavy hand was a heavy paw
Armed with long dark claws and covered in fur

[Broken Hearted Dream]

Omg o.o That's like... Awesome... But... That would be sorta creepy for that to end like that O.o No offence inteded, but that would scare me a bit if a dream of mine ended like that... o.o'

[Nucky]

LOL, that's not the end!!!
I accidently wrote 7 more pages.
LOL!!! And it isn't done!!!
My dream ended about the middle of the third page,
BUT!
I continued it.
In search of answers.
Train of thought reveals everything.

['Miles]

That's great! I've written poems about dreams ,but none are that good. I've lost them anyhow... but that's really great. You should put up the other seven pages!

[Nucky]

This is all I have so far:
All together too!!!
Rhyming is fun!!!
Yay!!!
And my poem still isn't done...


Had this dream and it wasn’t bad
In fact, ranks high in dreams I’ve had
Starts, I was waitin’ in this massive crowd
In, where else? Where else? But Rome!
For a train to come and take me home
Along it came, just a rumblin’ loud

Train stopped and opened gapin’ wide
And I stepped all careful inside
My eyes wandered the few and vacant seats
Saw a big man in a jacket and hat
He seemed lonely, I sat where he sat
He dug in his pocket and pulled out a handful of sweets

Well, this man was big, both wide and tall
Wrapped deep in his jacket and that’s not all
His hat dipped low and masked his face in shadow
He growled and moaned, which gave me a scare
Curious too, I couldn’t help but stare
I imagined his face as mean and sallow

He shifted a bit in his coat colored sandy
Must’ve seen me starin’ ‘cause he offered the candy
Glitterin’ like jewels in his large and heavy hand
Not wantin’ to offend the big and shady feller
I chose two candies, one red and one yeller
And found them to be the sweetest in all the land

Happy and grateful, I’ll thank him, I thought
But more ‘an anythin’ ‘twas more candy I sought
And I said, “It was real good sir.”
He offered again, but this time I saw
His heavy hand was a heavy paw
Armed with long dark claws and covered in fur

My face went slack in fear and surprise
He looked at me and I met his eyes
Finally seein’ the face that had been hid
‘twas not the face that I had schemed
Not even of a man it seemed
But of a bear and Lord knows, I don’t kid

He withdrew and lowered his hat
Over his face again, so that
His long muzzle was hidden from view
“You are a bear?” I turned to ask
Though speaking didn’t seem a task
This dressed-up-like-a-man bear could do.

He groaned a bit, lookin’ away
As if it was all he could say
Pro’bly was, ‘cause he groaned so soft and low
He stared out the window, to the sea
But I knew he wasn’t ignorin’ me
He was figurin’ whether I was friend or foe

Makes sense I think and this is why
I knew he wasn’t an average guy
And he must’ve thought I’d run away, all frightened
And tell the world, “He’s a dressed up bear!”
And that would’ve got him in an awful snare.
Finally he turned to me, lookin’ quite enlightened.

The tension made me squirm around
As I wondered the decision he had found
Will I live or will I die? I both cursed and prayed
I shut my eyes, expecting death
And pain and gore in my last breath
Moments passed, and still didn’t know what choice he made.

My eyes opened a tiny bit
Did I have time to up and split?
I opened them more and saw only teeth!
I turned my eyes so quickly fast
‘cross his jacket ‘til at last
I stopped on a nametag, on it was “Keith.”

The train shook as it stopped a-milin’
And the bear fell back just a-smilin’
He had been grinnin’ this whole time!
“Your name is Keith?” I pressed and prodded.
The bear looked at me and nodded.
Unable to speak, Keith began to mime.

I stayed where I was seated,
My train ride still uncompleted
He started a story and it was quite a show
He stood up and waved a claw
And ‘cross his heart, he placed his paw
I was a bit confused, but began to know.

Keith was raised by a man named Bob
And he had a nine-to-five office job
I mean the bear and not the man.
His mother died when he was three days old.
The cave, I guess, was just too cold.
And so he was adopted by Bob Dan.

This man was not a gentle one
But he treated Keith like a son.
Mostly because he thought the bear was human
See, his eyes were very blurry bad
So he saw the bear as a lad
But that stopped when he met his crewmen…

They told him that Keith wasn’t a boy
That a bear couldn’t be Bob’s pride and joy
And that he’d have to release the cub into the wild
Now Bob was happy as Keith’s dad
Said the bear was the best son he had
And Bob accepted Keith as his child.

But it just wasn’t the same after he knew
Bob Dan grew colder as Keith grew
Keith ran away to make a life he would love
Now, the bear was on his way to show his dad
The sort of life he now had
A life he hoped Bob would be proud of.

I grew all quiet in respect
This life story I didn’t expect
From the tall, all-dressed-up bear.
I felt the air electrified
And knew Keith was petrified
I saw him lower in humble prayer.

The next stop was coming fast
All the trees were goin’ past.
I knew that Keith would be leavin’ soon
By the way he fidgeted where he sat
And adjusted his jacket and hat
And found his mirror in a pocket sthingy.

I thought for a shortest while
And I decided, then I did smile
And to Keith I said, “I’ll come with you.”
The bear bent down and I got a hug
So tightly that I grunted “Ug.”
Escortin’ was somethin’ I was willin’ to do.

Well the train stopped movin’ again
I stepped out with Keith and then
I found myself where I’ve never been before
Keith, on all fours, led the way
And we walked for most of the day
We walked and my little feet were sore

The sun crawled quickly ‘cross the sky
On the journey, time did fly
We passed meadows, forests, and a lake
Though I was tired and wanted a rest,
I followed him and he must’ve guessed
I needed to stop and take a break.

He stopped, but he needed to go on.
So he leaned down and I sat upon
His jacketed back, which was quite a comfy seat.
I sat up and watched the land
Shift from grass to rock to sand
And the journey was close to bein’ complete.

But first we had to cross the desert hot
Which was somethin’ I did not
Want to do, not even in the very least.
But I endured and sat real still
Though the heat, it could kill.
I felt as if I were enterin’ the belly of the beast.

The distance wavered in the heat
And even Keith was gettin’ beat
He panted in breaths both heavy and short.
I knew his jacket was too warm
But before I could speak, I saw a swarm
Of hornets buzzin’ ‘round an abandoned fort.

From their presence, I could tell
Though abandoned, there was a well
In the fort, sustainin’ those dang’rous pests
I leaned forward to Keith’s ear
And spoke in words that he could hear
“Let’s go in, but watch out for the nests…”

Our throats were dry from unquenched thirst
And we wondered which death was worst
To die by not drinking or to die by sting?
Keith decided then and there
I stayed perched upon the bear
I nodded though still unsure about this thing.

He lumbered forward, silent and slow
Inchin’ forward, carryin’ himself low
So the hornets wouldn’t notice and swarm, real curt
But their buzzing suddenly started to rise
And both of us shut our eyes
And prepared for the most hurting hurt.

We heard the buzzin’ all around
And breathed in the heavy sound
It was quite hard to draw even a breath
I prayed for a miracle, a sign from above
To prove that the Creator did have love
And got it, for we did not yet face death.

A gentle voice sang in lullaby
Dropping hornets from the sky
Her singing lulled the evil pests to sleep
The lyrics were both sweet and sad
Because I lived, I felt so glad
I was so happy that I began to weep.

Oh Lord! Such luck for Keith and me!
And I jumped to the well that I did see.
Stray tears in my eyes, I wiped them away
Before dipping the bucket into the deep.
The hornets buzzed softly in their sleep.
And the well was illuminated in one sun ray.

I looked up, rare clouds veiled the sky.
And I felt somethin’ whisper by
I turned my eyes to catch the form
There was, at first, nothing to see
I sighed and blinked, and then saw She.
She smiled and sang, calling the storm.

Her name was She and nothing more
Just She and She was our savior.
She’s voice called hornets into repose,
Bringin’ a storm when we were dry.
And Keith just stared after he did espy.
It was love at first sight, I do suppose.

Raindrops dampened my clothes, my skin
But I let the wonderful sky-dew fall in
My mouth was open gapin’ towards heaven
Takin’ all the sweet drops, a-drinkin’
Lookin’ towards Keith, I saw him a-thinkin’
We had to follow Route 107

Before we started and headed out
She had something to ask about
“I have one desire and hear my plea
Let me into your little pair
Let’s make it two girls an’ a bear
I wanna make your two into a three.”

I didn’t have to look at the bear
To know that he didn’t mind to share
This journey with the fine-looking She
With a quiet grunt that said, “Yes.”
Keith’s whole body did confess
That he only let her in for her beauty.

Well, we all drank ‘til we were filled
Dusk came and the desert chilled
We headed out when the sky was fin’ly clear.
My skin prickled as I felt somethin’ starin’
Then, I realized it was only the moon’s glarin’
But that didn’t stop me from feelin’ some fear.

Soon, I figured that the terror wasn’t mine
When I heard Keith’s soft, low whine
There was something that my senses couldn’t realize.
Keith was shiverin’ with such fearin’
Must’ve heard something with his sharp hearin’
Because nothing scary was detected by my eyes.

[mickhel]

Nice post. I really liked it.. Don't forget to update it regularly. I am looking for new updates dying to read more stuff from you.

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[hussey]

hi!!
what a nice dear. That's great! I've written poems about dreams ,but none are that good. I've lost them anyhow... but that's really great. You should put up the other seven pages!

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