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By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
Mokeeta, Mokeeta; the soft winds are calling; Oh where are you sleeping? Oh where can you be? I miss you MOKEETA, when twilight is falling- Oh why then so SILENT? Oh why then so far? I miss you MOKEETA, Oh where can you be? Far in the twilight your brown hair is gleaming- I see [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Beautiful, Clouds, dream, dreams, eyes, falling, Flame, forever, Gold, Life, love, Moon, Moonlight, Sea, sin, sleep, Sun, Sunset, Tea, Twilight
By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
I weave for you, again, No “sillysong”…. Of sunsets in the WEST- Or……drifting sky…… Or TWILIGHT HOURS, from forgotten days- or how the PRAIRIE wind…..goes singing by! I will not pause an hour again to build A castle….in the far dim land of DREAM- Or how the wind flows ever whispering by- Or bright with [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Angel, dream, dust, E A Poe, For you, Glee, Gold, Hats, Hill, Poem, Rain, sin, Sky, Sun, Sunset, Tree, Trees, Twilight
By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
There are no castles in this world, Like once we built in Spain! And never again the soft wind blows- Adown the shady lane! An Angel helped me write these lines- She is always here with me! Im sending HER to you today, In a dreamers poetry! I tell her “fly away out WEST!” “Across [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Angel, Blow, dream, Dreamer, heart, lonely, pain, poetry, world
By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
The song of love is a sad song- I followed the trail and I know- The song of lvoe is an old song- And we lost it long ago! The song of love is a bright song- Tho bound in pain and woe- The song of love is a dear old song- FROM THE DAYS [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Bound, cold, dream, Ears, Gold, Hill, Life, Lost, love, pain, Rain, Rainbow, Rainbows, Sad, sin, spring, Woe
By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
O tree of trees, neath skies of blue I once was glad and young with you! And now at last you sing to me, Of all the years, that used to be! a tree who slowly, softly weaves, The “Songs of Summer” through her leaves! A tree who bends, as winds go by And autumn [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Autumn, Ears, Lad, love, Music, Musician, night, pain, Rain, sin, Sky, Sun, Sunset, Tree, Trees
By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
If you have a heart for dreaming- That somehow seems to care! Then follow me down the pathway- In the summer twilight there- If you have a heart for dreaming- Wherever the Fairies play- Then follow me into the shadow Of this old house today! Of all the beautiful pictures That hand on memories wall- [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Autumn, Beautiful, dream, Gold, Hats, heart, house, Life, melody, memories, Shadow, sin, Tree, Trees, Twilight, Waves, wife
By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
If we could trade away our “lost tomorrows” And win with them the “Years that used to be”- The young girl, with the brown eyes’ By the table…..the whispering winds in Spring- That sang to me! The crimson tinted clouds of Early Morning- The summerdays so softly laid to rest! The rustling corn, the night, [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Clouds, dream, Early Morning, Ears, eyes, falling, girl, Lost, night, spring, Twilight
By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
I had a dream, Dear- You had one too- Yours was the best dream- I ever knew! You were so Young then- YA…..an so fine! She gave e her dream- I gave her mine! James Witcomb Riley- LISTEN TO ME- Help me to weave this Soft Melody! She ws so YOUNG then- Ya…….AN SO FINE! [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged dream, dreams, list, melody, These Dreams
By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
Old Sam Bass was another “bad-man”- There was othing else to do- When he stood up, he didn’t care a damn That HE WOULD SHOOT THE RANGERS DOWN, AND, RUN THE BOYS IN BLUE! He used to follow the race tracks- You would always see him there- An he had one good Pal, and true, [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Anger, Brain, Gold, Heaven, Lace, night, Poem, Rain
By PrairiePoems on July 19, 2009
Here is one to “old man dreams” that we just wrote today, Grandpa And I and the “Guardian Angel”……. Dreams, Old Dreams, is a funny old man- For you never, never can tell0 Which of his dreams, when the night time comes, HE…..IS BRINGING TO YOU……TO SELL! It may be a dream, of the “Hellava” [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged alone, Angel, Angels, Blow, dream, Dreamer, dreams, Ears, eyes, For you, fun, funny, girl, Gold, Grandpa, Hell, kiss, love, Moon, night, Tea, tears, These Dreams, war, world
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