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!
PAGE 3 UPDATED ~ DECEMBER 19, 1997
Love Relations
Tell me, am I dreaming
Touch me, is it real?
Hold me, keep me from feeling
Like this moment is surreal.
Kiss me, for I am waiting
Love me, like I know you can
Take me to lands unspoken
Keep me within your hands
Think of me when you are lonely
Call me to hear me breath
Remember me when times are troubled
for without me you shall never be
~ December 19, 1997 ~
Written while contemplating what I feel when I think of people loving each other.
No Meaning
Lost in a world, with no place to go.
No one to turn to, No one I know.
Drifting at sea, a boat without a sail.
Feeling sick inside, looking so pale.
Pain piling up, ready to burst.
Nothing can seem to quench this lonely thirst.
Friends few and far, out of my reach.
People who listen, but don't hear my speech.
My eyes are floating on a sea of tears.
Rejection I've felt for the past 16 years.
I speak a language that few understand.
My voice crys out, but my mind is in command.
Struggling to see what holds me back
Searching to find the path or right track.
Pushing aside the fears I feel.
Trying to grasp something that's real.
Knowing inside that something is wrong.
Feeling so weak, wanting to be strong.
Losing ambition, being depressed.
No meaning in life, nothing matters about the rest
~ March 10th, 1981 ~
Written when I was 16 and still looking
for answers to the pains of my youth
and wondering if there was reason in this world to continue looking forward.
Blank Hope
Blank page, blank memories.
So many thoughts, it's hard to rest on just one.
From every memory a story unfolds.
From every story, a pool of tears.
So many dreams that will never be realized,
Only because the steps I would take to accomplish them
Are written down on a blank page.
~ May 26, 1985 ~
Written shortly after my 21st birthday.
Best Friends
"What will i do when i get older?", said the little girl.
"Take one day at a time", said the older one.
But i'm scared!
Have faith in your dreams.
Will i be alone?
Only in your heart.
Will you hold my hand?
Every time I pray.
~ June 23, 1985 ~
Written to the the little one inside of me.
Thoughts
Simple really, really simple.
Simply real. How I feel.
The Holidays are approaching ~ Make them stop, Reverse, Rewind.
I don't have the time to play this role.
No desire to act this one through.
What can I do?
Please lets just pass these ones by.
No tree, no joy, no Christmas carols.
No wrapping or packing or roasting turkeys.
Stop, Reverse, Rewind!
Lets not do the holidays this time.
~ November 1, 1997~
Yea well I try and tell my feelings
honestly in my poetry...
Maybe I just say what lots of others want too...
Page four is a small collection of poems I have written with
a focus on Nature. Some of my favorites actually!
