Sprouted from a tiny seed
it grew into a grand plan —
sail folded origami
over summer’s verdant land.
Creases folded perfectly
Its nose a consummate point
Now but to wait for warm wind
her realized dream annoint.
Poppies begged her,
“Please, do stay!
You’ll ne’er return
if you leave today!”
Wanting to take them with her
she painted Nauty flowered
and swore she’d be back someday
with certainty; with power.
And then she sneezed –
and woke up from her sleep
breathing in the poppy breeze
and weeping for lost dreams.
Carrie (and Shay) is/are today’s host(s) of The Sunday Muse.
Tao Talk 
Oh darn those sneezes anyway! I was on board for the flight.
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Dream was too good to be true!
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Love the photo and the poem describing it! Dreams get lost in the morning it seems!
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Alas, yes, they flee in the light :(
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Beautifully penned Li.
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Thank you, Sadje.
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It’s a pleasure
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To sleep, perchance to dream … sailing origami ~~ I shall concentrate on it as I climb into bed tonight. Ahhhhh
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Hope you sailed magical skies :)
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I love that opening but rather like Coleridge’s Porlock man, the dream was rudely broken
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Laura thanks for that reference. I wiki-ed it and see what you mean :)
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It’s a weird feeling when that happens! It takes a minute to move fully from dream world to real world!
–Shay
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This is amazing! Love the way the dream moves and the poppy chorus.
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Thank you for reading and your wonderful feedback.
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That photo is a wonderful dream and you caught it with your words. (K)
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Thanks much, Kerfe.
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I love everything about this gorgeous poem Lisa: the rhyme rythum and flow is perfection, and that ending is so wonderful! One that I can truly relate to! Thank you for your well wishes. I am feeling much better today. 🌻
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Glad to hear you’re feeling better, Carrie :) Thank you for your very kind comments. I love the photo as it inspired me.
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I feel dumb Lisa…I had to look up origami: the Japanese art of folding paper into decorative shapes and figures…. I’m not going to say what I thought it meant when I first saw it. lol.
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LOL, something out of the kama sutra? Imagining creative people folding right now ;) I have a book of origami — not kama sutra! — and have had fun folding paper. It takes concentration to do it well which means your mind gets to be free and having fun.
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Yes something like that!
I did like what you wrote by the way and most important I learned a new word! I’ve seen some cool creations made by folding paper…
BTW… if you don’t mind me asking…I can tell of course that you have a huge interest in that way of life or culture…did you just read about it? I learned about some through George and you expand on it. with some of your posts.
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Did I just read about origami? Or? Not sure what you’re asking?
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No I’m sorry… About the eastern philosophy. I guess that is the way to put it.
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No, I’ve known about the “eastern philosophy” for quite awhile. George never fails to surprise me!
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Yes since I followed you I noticed…”tao” of course. What little I know was through the Beatles and then I looked at some from there.
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I remember how surprised I was to see the lyrics to one of George’s songs was a direct lift from the Tao Te Ching. A good way to get the word out. I think he mentions something about where it came from in his book, but not by name, iirc.
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I believe I showed you that one! The Inner Light I believe… it is interesting…the zen the peace…and we are all looking for peace
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Yes you did, my friend :) Yes.
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Leaving is always problematic Lisa — even in dreams… but sometimes the only choice.
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This is my kind of story. I think that the Poppies begged her right, can’t come back when she’s away. I think she will never dream this dream again although for years I had to recurring dreams. They both stopped without fanfare, it took me some time to realize they weren’t coming anymore.
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I’ve been told that dreams are “messages from home” and recurring dreams keep recurring until you “get the message.”
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Dreaming is the best kind of flying!
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Darn that sneeze! What a beautiful dream.
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:) Thanks, Susie!
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