Monday, December 27, 2010

Childhood Dreams

Look up!
My childhood dreams
are floating in the sky,
hovering beside the moon,
holding the edge of a falling star;
any minute now,
they’ll come tumbling down
like a shower of fireflies
and turn into a ball of ash
when they land.

2010 Helena Malheur


  1. Or turn in to a ball of light illuminating the inner space.. Some childhood dreams always float in skies.. and trust me. that's what makes life a lot more beautiful.. if they get fulfilled then difficult for such beautiful poems to take birth.. and for us to enjoy such treats.. Thanks Helena..

  2. elegant imagery,
    firefly, moon, stars..
    these are beautiful,
    the ending is striking and lovely..
    Happy New Year.

  3. LOVED THIS!! The imagery is simply superb, Helena! But the dreams needn't really fall.. they can keep floating up there, and make reality seem dreamlike!
    I hope this new year sees all your pleasant dreams turn into reality!!

  4. Wow!....this is a wonderful image you painted with words here...I like this poem...well done!


  5. Thanks very much to all!! I appreciate the comments... late reply :)


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