Last night I had a dream about a poem..
I woke up and forgot it...
But it was only meant to inspire me to write about it...
You know deep thoughts and dreams....
The ones we never share....
The world would be a better place if ya'll think like I do...
But it seems like ya'll don't even care....
Ya'll just want to complain about how this life isn't fair...
While all I want to do is write all my thoughts on a page and share...
Hoping I make you see what I see...
If life has a set path...
I'm just trying to figure out my destiny...
Trying to turn my pains into pleasure...
My tears into treasure...
So I dreamed about a poem...
I think that poem was about Peace...
Serenity...
& Tranquility...
But that dream was out of reach....
It's seems it was right up there with Luther's...
When they killed him the marchers became looters...
Which tells me it's dangerous to dream...
But if I didn't dream....
I'd be stuck in this world...
Where not God but the devil is king...

In Meadows Of Dreams

It was a late summers night,
I had a dream of you and me,
I dreamth of us flying on high
deep into that summers sky,

I almost cried watching the most
Peaceful scene, I dreamed my dreams
Things not as beautiful as this,
The once view of true blue,
The forest green wasn’t evil or mean,

I’d viewed it all with a different eye
of what is right, in the Light of God,
harmony reigns of true love,
this true beauty of tranquil scene
meant so much to me,

everyone has always called me a dreamer,
but again, that is who I am,
I see many things that some could never see,
I love to sit in the sun,
watching life having fun,

the foaming sea washing up on the beach
wetting my feet, while my mind day dreams,
I love these days,
that my own pains lifted away,
to a bitter day,

On the golden sand, my own feet take a dance,
The heat of the sand with wetness takes me
To a place, I once truly loved,
But today in my dream, I dreamth of you and me.

Poetic Judy Emery @2017

The Queen Of Darken Dreams

"Turn around!"
"No matter how hard I  try I can't get you to come back!"
I wake up and gasp for air,
And I feel stupidity growing within becuase I'm talking to nothing
I only dreamth of you walking away from me
Then my mind starts to wonder uncontrolably

If only I could show you the old photos of me and you
Or the notes that we use to pass during class
Or even remind you of how we use to push eachother on the swing
Or the day that we were in the Halloween parade
Hopefully I could get the chance to tell you of the parties we had
I wish I could tell you everything or anything to get you back
Oh how I can only wish!

If I had the chance to talk to you again I would give
my heart out to you,
To show you that I cared
But would you show me the same thing?
Would you be the same person as before?

You've changed to much and I'm now in Despair...

The wife you dream of
the boss she is,
the selflessness in her
she is one number but out numbers all
we cant discuss her beauty its not for sale
And if she is to smile son of men will be left injured in glammer
She is plus everything good minus hurt
get enrolled to admire her over your dreams
For dreams are desires non living and she is a living heart