Dreamer, Dreamer; not a Pumpkin Eater


Dreamer, dreamer; head in the stratosphere,

Keep me grounded, tether me to the Earth.

Or else the wind will kidnap me, and take me away

To greener pastures or even to the final frontier.

Leaping from idea to idea, an indecisive frog,

Retained child like imagination, post puberty.

In the dead zone, no GPS available to guide me,

I’ll find my destination old school like an analog TV.

Early 20’s, with the rebellious nature of a teenager,

Me and Corporate America, yeah we don’t get along.

Trapt in my headphones, making me feel headstrong,

Won’t abandon my philosophy, embedded within my telomeres.

Apparently I don’t act my age, the mask of maturity,

Wait until you see, my moodiness and my impulsiveness.

Free spirit, searching purgatory for some security,

Copycat, Copycat; an amalgamation of everybody else.

Reality sucks, my happy place is within my daydreams,

Staring out of the window, instead of paying attention.

Psychoactives in my blood, take me to another dimension,

Freed by the 13th amendment, my mind becomes unrestrained.

Dreamer, dreamer; head in the stratosphere,

Keep me grounded, tether me to the Earth.

Or else the wind will kidnap me, and take me away



Submitted: March 29, 2019

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tom mcmullen

Good poem Mel...Wisdom, dreaming's a pleasant pastime!

Fri, March 29th, 2019 8:37am

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Thanks for reading :)

Fri, March 29th, 2019 10:17pm

hullabaloo22

My happy place is in dreams too. Hold on to the imagination and don't let reality tether too tightly. Nice one, MW.

Fri, March 29th, 2019 9:11pm

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I've always been a big believer of holding onto a strong imagination because it helps so much when times get hard, Thanks for reading Hully

Fri, March 29th, 2019 10:18pm

jaylisbeth

I absolutely loved this, MW. Love the creativity

Sat, March 30th, 2019 3:41am

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I was going to write about a balloon but a kite was much more appealing and more unique. Thanks for reading!

Fri, March 29th, 2019 10:21pm

Christy Writes

I find myself in this one. My daydreams are my safe space away from the noise and the dullness of everyday life. I'm trying to be more present though, because I'm worried I haven't been enjoying life as much as I could.
"The wind will kidnap me, and take me away" is a beautiful image. It's so easy for our heads to fly up to the clouds. Up there, we lead infinite lives. And staring out the window instead of paying attention is so relatable! Everyone's guilty of it lol, even the smart kids. I must add that you have a rich scientific vocabulary, which fits your poetry well. I learned a couple of new words today thanks to you. :p

Wed, April 3rd, 2019 8:37pm

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I agree, I tend to escape inside of my daydreams to try and put distance between myself and some kind of stressful experience. I've had an interest in science, weather, history etc for a long while, so I try to incorporate those types of things into my poetry :P

Wed, April 3rd, 2019 4:25pm

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