Lucid Dreams (poem) by Lily of Lough Neagh a.k.a C. Dennis-Woosley on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on April 1, 2014

Such a lovely offering, Carol. I love dreams. You have shared the experience most effectively via your verses. Thank you. Love and best wishes to you,

xo Regis

Reviewed by Diane Miller (Reader)

Reviewed on August 24, 2012

This was a unique and delightful lucid dream ballad, one anyone wishes to have.

Di

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on July 7, 2012

Floating with clouds reading the poem
"Lily" wishful thoughts of joy and
peace taking place....

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on July 7, 2012

A wondrous dream, indeed.

Reviewed by Ed J.

Reviewed on July 6, 2012

Beautiful poem! Dreams and fantasies are a healthy part of life, as long as one keeps a grasp on reality. They are an escape at times and have such a lovly view in this dream.

Stay well and keep writing
Eddy

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on July 6, 2012

Your lucid dream is quite lovely. Unfortunately, the dream I had this morning is quite different. I was riding with a guy driving a huge garbage machine that was all electric. The old guy showed me how he turned it around from curb to curb and always made back to the barn without having to recharge.

So much for lucid dreams� ;-)

Ron

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on July 6, 2012

I hear that Irish Magic..this flows like honey, stunning!!!
Christine

Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)

Reviewed on July 6, 2012

I enjoyed this melody, like a ballad. "Creation made so vividly" contains some magic in it. My favorite is your profound introductory line. I hope your pen never runs dry, Lily ~~ Diana

Reviewed by Edith Wilde (Reader)

Reviewed on July 6, 2012

What a beautiful dream Lily, so romantic. How I often hope to see my husband in my dreams.

Edith

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on July 6, 2012

I'd like to meet that young lady in an island jungle...if fact perhaps I will in a future dream, now...e

Reviewed by Mark Huntsman (Reader)

Reviewed on July 6, 2012

Lilly this is a wonderful dream for the man who is sleeping! It sounds like his angel has arrived. This was just great

Mark

Reviewed by Gert van Weenen (Reader)

Reviewed on July 6, 2012

A beautiful hymn about deep and eternal love. What finds it's expression in the sentence "For truly both are but one soul". The oneness of souls that only can be found and felt between twin souls.
And to end this wonderful poem in a highlight of romance with the words "O'dream my love you are enthralled".

Very beautiful Carolee

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on July 5, 2012

Wow! This is how I felt when I wrote "Transient Lover"!!! You have a way of putting a feeling across albeit lusty in such a gentle angelic ladylike way, yet ye can seem so provoking! Ye vixen sister!

Love ya!

Jane

Jane

Reviewed by Sandy Hoynacki (Reader)

Reviewed on July 5, 2012

A lovely painting of words that readily beckons me to the land of Lords & Ladies interlaced with visions of Romeo and Juliet.

Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)

Reviewed on July 5, 2012

Carol, " Lucid Dreams " Yes, we all have had them...Thanks for sharing.

Deborah

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

Reviewed on July 5, 2012

Lily,
You speak of a tenderness of love that anyone would cherish for a lifetime. Your words give us a gentle insight into true oneness of spirit.
Budd

Reviewed by Gail Delaney (Reader)

Reviewed on July 5, 2012

This is rather heavy for me, but since I have spoken to you this helps me more to understand the spirit world and my own thoughts I am sometimes afraid to say. I assume this is light work.

Nice Lily

Gail

Reviewed by S Bergerac (Reader)

Reviewed on July 5, 2012

My dear lady how well you paint such a dream. Your quote touches the fear of human nature regards to rejection. My dear lady Lily, my favorite line is

"As moths cocoon in summer brings
From its own shell new breath doth spring"

It speaks of renewal dear lady. I enjoyed this poem.

I bow and tip my hat to you

Cyrano

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on July 5, 2012

Dreams can be an extension of ourselves.