| Where the mountains touch the sky Where poets DREAM, where eagles fly A secret place above the crowds Just beneath marshmallow clouds Lift your eyes to a snowy peak And see the soon- to- be we seek Whisper DREAMS and let them rise To the mountains old and wise Climbers climb, it's time to try Where the mountains touch the sky Take me there. Oh take me now Someway, Someday, Somewhere, Somehow Where the ocean meets the sky Where mermaid dance and seagulls fly A place in DREAMS I know so well The sea inside a single shell Far across the living sea A pale blue possibility Beyond the castles made of sand Tomorrow in a small child's hand Only DREAMERS need apply Where the ocean meets the sky Take me there. Oh take me now Someway, Someday, Somewhere, Somehow Where the forests reach the sky Men are equal and doves still fly No thorns of war, a perfect rose This is where the green grass grows Out beyond the crystal stream Like Dr. King I have a DREAM Imagine such a goal in sight For red and yellow, black and white Whisper now, let the DREAM begin It's time to trust the truth within This is where we seek and find A gift in being colorblind Dream on Dreamers, hopes are high Where the forests reach the sky Take me there. Oh take me now Someway, Someday, Somewhere, Somehow Now, listen close, the future calls "Build your bridges and tear down walls! " For time has taught and so it seems Realities are born of DREAMS http://100-poems.com/ |
 I billowed calmly as a cloud Upon a course for acid rain, When in the fog of smoking crowd, My lungs collapsed in searing pain. Full of soot and black with tar, I coughed in vain for chest to clear, At least my lungs had got this far Despite my years of toxic air. But Smokers’ Lounge was home to me, Where fellow addicts puff with joy, Our pipes in hand, all friends are we, ‘Let’s fine cigars now share, my boy!’ ‘So puff away’, my motto cries, ‘And light another cigarette Before a further smoker dies, Which happens often – you can bet! |
