I once had a vivid dream about a mighty wooden boat.
04/03/2021
The vessel is being rebuilt
The paradise lost
With the sinking of a mighty ship
Is giving way to new beginnings
New frequencies and approaches
The wooden boathouse
That vanished in my dreams
Left a blueprint
For future greatness
So, we toil learn and engineer
The next chapter to be
A better ship than ever before
And maybe it’s not true
That the sharks always win
We could evade them
Without incurring their wrath
A fresh start on the horizon
The freedom to be
Whoever we want to be
An identity strong
Adaptive and passionate
In all the right things
And it’s true
This path is fragile
The powers that be
May not shine on me
But there’s room for hope
It’s not unrealistic to believe
That the adventure that is life
Could be happy and carefree
The apple isle beckons
Pray I make it one piece
That life opens up
Like the sweetest flower
That life ripens up
Like the sweetest berry
That life is content
Like the first taste of freedom
That we all grow and evolve
Into better versions of ourselves
Find peace
Find calm
Sing and dance and play
In the glow of life’s potential
In the light of all that’s good
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This one is a throwback to a poem I wrote prior to being locked up, it’s about recapturing the good things in life that I once thought were lost forever. I once had a vivid dream about a mighty wooden boat that vanished, it was about losing freedom and everything good in my life. I feel like this grand vessel is being rebuilt in my psyche.
I’m looking into the possibly of moving to Tasmania later in the year, it would be a fresh start that seems like an incredibly rewarding life choice.
It’s a fragile notion that could be derailed by my parole officer but for now It’s filling me with hope for the future.
I do hope that your parol officer reads your poems. They are written with your heart and there is no mistaking their sincerity.
Like all others, this poem is movingly beautiful. Thank you.
Tasmania? Its exotic beauty will inspire your writing.
Joanna
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Thanks Joanna, Tasmania is an amazing place that punches above it’s weight in character and culture, I think I’ll love it if it all goes ahead.
I’ve told my parole officer about the blog but I don’t think she’s checked it out yet.
Thanks again for the kind words, all the best.
-Christo
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Fabulous poetry with a skillfully evoked poetic narrative
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Thanks again, your words mean a lot:)
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You’re welcome
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Christo, here’s to your dreams, old dreams reimagined and new dreams full of promise! May all of your wishes and dreams come true! 🙂
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Thanks Cheryl, if half of what I dream of comes true I’ll be a happy man. May your own hopes dreams come to fruition, you’re a lovey person that deserves to be happy🙂
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