Introduction:
When planning out this poem over the past number of days, I was caught up in a train of thoughts regarding “A Childs Dreams for Life” Versus “a Child who was caught up in life as a dreamer” . Over all this is a topic that will be a strange one and a difficult one to even ponder composing something on or about.
When there is so much that one could state on this and yet so little time and space for one to compose on in such a post, It provides a large task to begin with, yet also striving to hide and burry in some ways behind the words that I write with. For this one I believe that I have been successful and came away feeling very happy with this end product.
For one, the prime issue in this one is myself revealing more than a little something about myself. I am a Dreamer and the fact is I was always been a dreamer, that was caught up in the wonder of this world and how life appears to work. Every this about me brought amazement to me and how it came to be. A true fact is as a young fellow I received damage to my hearing from a punch from a teacher who believed (correctly) that I was more interested what was outside a winder than listening to his interpretation on history.
Thus I am a dreamer that has found a home in writing and learning how to use words to disguise a story behind that shield of words. But also keeping in mind I grew up with a bad stammer / speech imprdiment which appeared to be gone from the views of others about in early 20’s. True fact remains is it is always beneat the surface and I have learn how to control and not allow such to control me, also a fact ius some folks cannot shut me up (LoL).
About The Poem:
I know some may feel that what I wrote about above may have been done here. But I felt it correct to place that where I have. I wanted to place what I wanted to write about in a poem is hidden behind words you will see below. This poem is more personal than anyone could ever see OR at least I hope it is well hidden beneath the words used.
The formation of my poetry is how I felt comfortable and much more happier at how my poetry appears. I have to also say It amazes me how folks receive my poetry and tis comes from a person that comes from that which I revealed above.
This poem although personal and real I like how it seems to disguise behind those words and at times very simple words that are used. I want to to be seen that a person can achieve beyond that level that others may set for youselves. For this one who left schol in my mid teenage years I now sit here with a B.A. Degree in English Literature (and still spell badly at times LoL)
Having said all of this please enjoy this little poem:
(( The above Photograph was taken from an outside source and posted here with Thanks. Copyrite remains with those who carried out such great work))
Dreamers Debris
Once it wandered lost in thought and wonder
Through those plunders often seeing under.
Amazed that life held so, through one child's eyes,
No lies could break these ties when dreams arise.
Life drowning in the deep end so it felt
For dreamers schemes continued as dealt.
Day’s brought it’s bruises, cuts and scars to see,
Yet as storms debris gathered near thus free.
Little fish in large ponds watching for sharks,
Like dogs in the parks just as life embarks.
Ploughed through fields digging for gold in the cold,
What’s left and controlled until we are told.
Scratch the surface polish the silver fast,
When time has passed remember who was last.
Stuttering through undefined days of youth,
Standing on truth thus clear like all is smooth.
It’s dreamers choice building bricks for this one,
Where all that was said for fun and begun.
Mistakes went missing on the last train home,
Still no time for Rome or the garden gnome.
© Pat Fitzgerald 2024
ENDING THOUGHTS:
Thank you for joining me on this journey, which is my journey thoughwriting and learning more regarding composing poetry. They say that life is a journey which for me translates into poetry a journey onto itself.
Some of my poetry contain topics that at some point will or may not contain issues that readers either agree with or do not, or they have experienced or They will disagree with completely. YET that is Perfectly fine with me. But Poetry is a form of art work that I enjoy and thus using it in a manner to touch or inspire the reader.
My path through writing and publishing Poetry on this blog is a journey beyond any expectations. And numbers have grown past anything I ever expected. In the end of any post I have to Pass on my thanks to you for joining me on this journey.
Poetry for me is a constant learning curve that I always strive to improve. Often due to the speed of my typing and a few other issues, mistakes and typos will find their way into published posts. I continue to work on improving this as I move along.
Please forgive for any such mistakes and for your understanding this.
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