Daydreams and Imaginations
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poetry by
Julia Ann Ferguson (c) 1997 - 2001 All Rights Reserved
I hope you enjoy my private collection
of thoughts and feelings.
Please respect my wishes to not reproduce any portion of my work
without my written permission. Thank you!
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Dark Soul
Blackness seeps into my soul
Grabs hold my heart and won't let go.
Weaving webs of darkness within
Blackness grips my heart again.
My soul is dark
Safe in the night.
The pain of love
Has wrapped it tight.
And when the morning dew has come
And daylight lifts the shades away,
I'll hide within my dark soul
And safely put my heart away.
~ July 1997 ~
Written on IRC while talking with a friend who was saddened by his behavior to another. Sometimes the poems I write in a few minutes without thinking turn out to be some of my favorites
The Mighty Sun
Yesterday I sat outside and looked upon the Sun.
"The Sun", I said, "Good day to you!"
Your work has just begun.
Please shine upon my flowerbed.
Please light my path today.
Please greet and meet the friendly ones
Who may cross my way.
Please join me in my solitude,
As I reflect on what I've done.
And return to me tomorrow,
To help me find some fun.
Today I sit here watching you
And begin to say goodbye.
You turned the sky inside me blue
And set my tears to dry.
Yesterday was lovely.
I thank you through and through.
I did my part to stay bubbly
And I started today anew!
So as I watch You, my setting Sun
Colors blazing bright....
I wish you sweet dreams till we meet again
And have a peaceful night.
~ June 29th, 1997 ~
Written while watching the sunset across my front yard.
Sweet Dreams.......
Out of darkness comes the night
Quietly leaving stars so bright
Peace engulfs the last of day
Sweeping cares and worries away
Wrap yourself in to your mind
Let your body mold to clay
I will keep you in the moonlight
Your Guarding Spirit
Dream away.......
~ July 8, 1997 ~
Written while thinking of the dearest people in my life and my desire to love, cherish and protect them.
S for.......
I'm stuck on you
It's not like love
I know were through
But still I'm stuck on you
I'm confused you see
At what you be
And where you are
Yes, you're confusing me
Deeply mixed,
Covered in a callous surface
Your heart is fixed
What is the purpose?
I'm stuck on you
I'm confused you see
It's deeply mixed
What's perplexing me!
The silent motions of your mind
The subtle notions that I'm not defined
The secret message that I feel
The lasting impression, that I'm not real
And So I'm stuck on you.
Yes, you're confusing me
The friendships through
So why can't I let it be…..
~ September 17, 1997 ~
Written while fighting with my ego over the fact that not everyone is going to want to be my friend or remain my friend.
Monotone Rainbow
I look around me,
Brilliant colors abound.
I search my heart,
One color there to be found.
Everyone seems to live a rainbow -
The full spectrum of life's wonders.
But I go solo.....
Monotone rainbow,
Badly painted blue.
~ June, 23 1985 ~
I have battled depression all my life.
My writing is often an expression of my struggle,
but it lightens my mood and has been a positive, healing outlet
for my recovery. Recently, I wrote
Stargazing.
I believe it truly embodies healing through writing on the topic
of depression. I hope you read it and would love to hear your opinions of my
work.
My favorite poets are Emily Dickenson, Robert Louis Stevenson and Lewis
Carrol.
My ultimate dream is to be published and share a bookshelf with them some day.
