Bud's Poetry By Category: Dreams

Dreams

They are all kinds of dreams. From the far fetched, twisted life, to those that seem so real. I've had several of each.

My belief is when you have a dream where a deceased loved one is visiting and you wake up still having that feeling, that it is a message from them letting you know, their soul goes on in the Spirit World.

Some of the really weird dreams, I bet have given ideas to many of the interesting TV shows we have watched in our lifetime. Some you have to wonder about.

I have had many dreams, but these are only the ones I wrote as a poem. I have kept a log on many of them, and who knows, I may decide to share the actually Dreams sometime in the future. For now, enjoy the poems.

A Beatle's Tears (2003)

A Time For Aliens (1988)

All As It Should Be (2003)

Footprints In The Snow (2002)

The Dream (1994)

The Dream Traveler (2024)

The Easter Field (2003)

The Foothills Of My Dream (2014)

The Light From Heaven (2007)

The Mighty Tree (2004)

Through The Ceiling (2003)

Transformations (2006)

Under The Covers (2003)

When Things Go Wrong (2015)

A Beatle's Tears

There was a gathering, to listen to a song

A variety of people, but I really didn't belong

One was Paul McCartney, ex-Beatle extraordinaire

And I was quite pleased, I had some music I could share

So I pulled out a tape, I wanted Paul to hear

I'm not sure how I had it, all was so unclear

But there was a new Lennon song, how could this be

And how did this song, ever get to me

How could I tell them, years ago he had died

I looked around for answers, and saw that Paul had cried

He said he never heard that, and he liked it very much

Still he wondered about me, and how I got in touch

He wondered why, he never heard it before

I wish I could answer, but I knew nothing more

I enjoyed the Beatles, through all their years

And I somehow had it, flowing into my ears

Could it be, that John Lennon's spirit, gave it to me

So I could pass it on to Paul, so they could Let It Be

I'm not sure how I got it, but I somehow knew

Please, please Help me understand, or Love Me Do

It was a dream. When I woke up to turn on the radio,

John Lennon's IMAGINE started playing. Amazing....yeah, yeah yeah.

A Time For Aliens

Watching the stars and moon, I start a dream

Drifting far away, my life's flowing stream

I'm on a world where fantasy comes true

What you really see, can happen to you

I see a green skinned woman with ten eyes

Must be a great looker, as I notice her size

And the red speckled woman, standing in the doorway

She has nine hands, I could be shaking them all day

I grab a drink, as the lights go dim

In my glass, something starts to swim

I grab for it, but my hand goes numb

It must have bitten me, boy was I dumb

Was its bite poisonous, I must know

Something grabs my left leg, and won't let go

I asked a purple man, about what was done

He answers in words, but I can understand none

I try prying the alien who's nibbling my toes

As I look up the purple man bites my nose

It's really painful and starts to bleed

The Doctor is the person that I really need

I feel dizzy and fall to the ground

I'm feeling weak as I hear a sound

Something ice cold is wrapped around my head

And the floor feels as soft as my own bed

I look up to find out who had saved me

The room is empty, except for one Jelly Baby

Sometimes a dream is just a dream, and

sometimes it can be more. Thanks to my

Imaginative mind.

All As It Should Be

I was taken back in time, in one of my dreams

To a place I once belonged, unreal as it may seem

I believe it was a message, saying All As It Should Be

It contained two special people, who mean the most to me

One was my Mom, who was sitting in her chair

But she passed away, so how could she be there

My life had advanced since then, and this was the past

In my mind I searched around, for answers very fast

On the couch lying down, was the one I sought

Opening her eyes and smiling, asleep is what I thought

She asked if I wanted breakfast, and I answered yes

My Mom was also smiling, and I felt very blessed

The one on the couch, was my soon to be wife

She had never met Mom, too soon she left this life

I was so very happy, or maybe I've gone mad

It was the best dream, that I ever had

I believe it was a message, Mom wanted me to know

That she approved of my fiancee, and where my life would go

I shall not forget that feeling, and the smile upon her face

When Mom gave me her blessing, to move on to a better place

This was a dream I had in 2002. My Mom had passed July 2001.

I married Nov 2002. I do believe the spirits of those passed on,

do visit us and give us their love through dreams.

Footprints in The Snow

I saw some Footprints In The Snow

I followed them, not sure where else to go

I was getting tired and frustrated, and thought that I would cry

Then as I was looking up, a woman’s face appeared in the sky

Words were not spoken, in thoughts they came to me

And I knew she was important, in my family tree

Although our time together was short, everything became clear

The answers that I searched for, were coming very near

Her messages were calming, as they came into my mind

And her smiling face told me, I knew what I would find

I wasn’t tired or frustrated, as I set forth upon that trail

I knew no matter what I did, I would never fail

It was my Grandmother Alma, from Heaven up above

And she was guiding me, with all of her spiritual love

I never got to meet her, long ago she left this place

I recognized her from pictures, and knew her smiling face

We have so much in common, my Grandmother and me

I love music, taking pictures, genealogy, and so did she

If I was to read into this dream I had, in a certain kind of way

I believe she’s my Guardian Angel, who’s with me everyday

The Dream

I had a dream about you, late last year

You were in the hospital, I was feeling fear

The fear was of the waiting, and the anxiety of all this

A warm feeling touched me, like a pleasant touching kiss

You carried a blanket, telling me to look inside

Pulling back the covers, your smile had grown wide

Telling me to look, at the baby and our child

Had this woman gone crazy, my mind was racing wild

For deep inside this bundle, was a little baby kitten

From the look on your face, I knew that you'd been smitten

You looked at me, for words that should be said

Thinking of an answer, I must have gone brain dead

Then all at once, the answer came to me

"the baby must have come, from your side of the tree"

You frowned at this, then smiled once again

And I was feeling happy, to have such a special friend

Well, actually in my mind, she slapped me after I said

"the baby must have come, from your side of the tree.”

But maybe I was wrong.

The Dream Traveler

I'm The Dream Traveler, I travel in and out of dreams

Where I go, nothing is exactly what it seems

The places where I go, Imagination of the mind

You just never know, what you're going to find

A distorted place, of the world that you know

Where your mind takes you, is where you're going to go

To a distant future, or a long ago past

Only while you're asleep, they never really last

Friends and family, always have a role there

Even they seem different, so you need to be aware

You can be the Captain, on a ship out on the seas

Or at a kitchen table, eating a big bowl of peas

Maybe at a Class Reunion, one you've never been to

Where you meet a Classmate, that you never knew

You can be in a classroom at a desk, sleeping in a chair

The teacher is calling your name, but you're unaware

You can be living out a fantasy, for goodness sake

A dream can take you anywhere, when you're not awake

Maybe a star of a T.V. Show, that you watch every day

How did this ever happen, but it takes your breath away

How about a dream, that is so very real

You know it must be true, just by the feel

You could have a dream, of what's happening recently

Knowing things nobody told you, yet in the dream you could see

When you're The Dream Traveler, you can go anywhere

When you're sleeping, your mind can take you there

I'm sure you have had many dreams, and some can be very

strange. Some may be unbelievable. Some may feel so real.

Some can have a loved one from the afterlife visiting. That

could very well be real, if it touches you deeply. The dream

can take you many places.

The Easter Field

As the child falls to sleep, in a dream he sees

Marshmallow butterflies flying around, and some honeybees

And the Easter Bunny, leads him down a trail

Hopping at a steady pace, with his bushy tail

All the grass around, are various colors to his eyes

He wonders about the trail ahead, and what lies in surprise

It must be important, because he only comes once a year

Hope he's not in danger, as he shakes that notion clear

His arrival at a meadow, takes his breath away

There's so much Easter candy, he wonders if he may

The Easter Bunny shakes his head, nodding his okay

So the child starts picking colored eggs, wherever they may lay

Inside each colored egg, is something good to eat

It might be jelly beans or chocolate, lying at your feet

Baskets are hanging on the trees, on the meadow's border

And inside the purple egg, he finds a chocolate quarter

Startled, he jumps back, not knowing what to do

But it is just a gummy snake, looking up at you

The trees holding the baskets, are made of chocolate too

There is caramel on the inside, he wonders how they grew

Oh this must be a dream, to have so much to eat

So many goodies, it must be my Easter treat

He searches for the Easter Bunny, and the long ears and that bushy tail

Maybe he's gone making other dreams come true, down that bunny trail

The Foothills Of My Dream

I've been sleeping where my feet usually goes

I rest my head where once were my toes

My feet are where once was my head

A turn around habit, right there on my bed

From sleeping this way, I've had some bad dreams

Where I am walking and walking and hear some screams

I find myself at the foothills of some unknown place

And I'm traveling along with some alien race

Not sure exactly how I got to be here

I feel a build up of overwhelming fear

Some strange characters with foot long noses

Carrying some flowers that look like toes for roses

Unsure of where I am, or where we're going to

I'm following in the footsteps of some alien guru

He's wearing a sock on his head, and his feet are bare

One removed his sock hat, and he had no hair

I wondered if they have ever heard of the shoe

Being alien to them, they probably didn't have a clue

I just wish I was home and back in my bed

Where I knew exactly where to lay my head

All of a sudden an alarming sound came in the air

I found myself in my bedroom, my alarm was nowhere

Then I saw it, across the room right near my bed

Not far from where I normally lay my head

Inspired by Penny Jussila, but I exaggerated the rest

The Mighty Tree

Before my eyes, stood a mighty tree

In an unknown language, it spoke to me

It was as if I understood

This beautiful tree with flesh of wood

I just felt so good being there

To know this tree thought enough to share

Surrounding this tree, was a bright light

Brought from the spirit world, it felt so right

My heart felt the love that was all around

With this living creature with roots in the ground

I couldn’t get enough of this feeling, and wanted more

But it kept on shining, like it did before

Then it started swaying back and forth

Its branches moving gently, from south to north

It seemed to send so much love through to me

I was caught in the moment, with this wonderful tree

This is a dream I had. The tree was lit up with a bright yellow light.

I believe it was from the spirit world. In my dream near the end of the dream.

It fell on some houses. I was worried that someone inside might have gotten hurt.

I believe the tree was warning me of upcoming danger to someone.

It was a great feeling I had from the tree all through the dream up until the end.

Through The Ceiling

I remember long ago, on that strange and fateful day

When those aliens came through the ceiling, to take me away

I was just lying there, resting in my bed

Before I even knew it, I was being lead

I didn't see their spaceship, but my home I was leaving

Looking back now, it was hard time believing

I found myself following, not sure where we were to go

I wanted to stop them, but how I didn't know

It seemed further away, is where we were going

And the feeling of homesickness, inside me was growing

How could I explain to them, they wouldn't understand

That my heart and soul, feels best in my homeland

They gave me a glimpse, of what the future would be

And how my absence, would effect those all around me

I saw sadness of family and friends, and a missing gap

All I wanted, was to lie down and take a nap

But I knew it was not, suppose to be this way

These aliens should know, that I want to stay

I opened my eyes, and there I was in my bed

“I'm so happy to be here," were words passing through my head

This was a dream I had. I had gone to bed mad at something or someone.

I fell asleep. When I awoke. I felt so happy to be home and alive.

And in my own bed. Was it just a dream?

Transformations

She turned into a bird right before my eyes

It was an owl, who seemed to be so wise

Then she flew up very high

Among the clouds in the sky

Next thing I knew she was standing next to me

A beautiful woman, just as I knew her to be

Then I had to smile, she was licking my face

A huge gray wolf was there in her place

She walked away, and seemed to disappear

I knew she would be back, so I waited here

A horse came galloping up to me

Her mane was so dark, I knew it had to be

I jumped on her and we rode away

Transformations of another day

She took me on a ride to who knows where

Only that I loved being with her there

Back into a woman, we made love

Animal lust was what I was thinking of

So deep, so strong, was this love we share

Spiritual consciousness made us both aware

Transformations happening in the life we live

Changes made, with everything we give

Under The Covers

Under the covers, and fast asleep

How can you see, to count the sheep

Shut off from the world, lost in dream space

Off on a journey, into some distant place

Will I remember, the places I go

Or wake up, and not even know

Some dreams, are so vivid, they stay so clear

Whiles others, when we awaken, seem to disappear

I like to remember, the good ones I dream

But some of those nightmares, sure make me scream

Some are so far fetched, they're hard to believe

While others are so real, I feel all I receive

I wonder if what we dream, is because of what we eat

And why, if I ate the same things, wouldn't the dreams repeat

It's sure odd, I'm never hungry when in my dreams

But I'm always starving, when I've awakened, it seems

Under the covers, is a good place to be

Warm and so cozy, and comfortable for me

Whether, it's a dream remembered, or just a good sleep

Under the covers, is where I like to creep

When Things Go Wrong

I laugh, I sweat

I fart and forget
I pee in my shoe

So easy to do

I cough and sneeze

With shaky knees

I try to stand

A bit wobbly I am

I finally make it to bed

Then realize I have to pee instead

Back to the bathroom I go

After I pee, my urine is low

I really need to take a nap

But maybe first I will crap

After all I want to sleep well

No interruptions, no alarm bell

All of a sudden the telephone rings

It's probably one of those ding a lings

I hear a voice, but can't make it out

Not really important, I have no doubt

I'm taken away on an endless flight

I hold on for dear life on the end of a kite

I'm scared of heights, so I don't look down

I notice the kite has a face of a clown

It laughs a real frightening laugh at me

But all I can think of is, I have to pee

I wonder if I can pee from up there

So I find myself peeing in the air

Yellow showers for anyone below

Hey wait! I think I see someone I know

No! Don't walk under this shower

Too late, good thing I lost my power

The red nose on the clown kite starts to flash

I land in a puddle, with a big splash

Oh, what is this that is happening to me

I think I just landed in a puddle of pee

All of a sudden I look up to see

A ceiling is looking down at me

I'm lying down in my own bed

Sure glad I'm not seeing a flashing red

That clown's nose really flashed a bright red

But I am so happy to be back in my own bed

Bud's Poetry By Category

Monday, December 25, 2023

Dreams

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