Adeeyoyo's Blog

I write what I feel…




A net of air, barely there,

Sheer, translucent gauze,

Filmy, frothy, transparent,

Delicate and diaphanous

Whilst the dreams it holds

Are powerless to dictate

Or germinate as we

Distract ourselves with

The mundane and profane.


©Denise G Allen, 23 September 2014 07:26

Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx

4 thoughts on “Dreamcatcher

  1. Dreams are tricky. Some dreams distract us from what our real dreams should be. We cloud ourselves with so many unnecessary things and get blinded from what’s real, true and essential. Inspiring post.


  2. …as we distract ourselves. Oh yes, how true Denise.
    blessings ~ maxi


  3. Your poems the gentlest of wake up calls.


  4. we live for our distractions…it keeps us distant…un-needing to feel the weight of the moment…but also missing the magic…


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