He writes about Sleep and Dreams
I Dream about Sleep and Writing......................
( apparently he also loved pinterest - but that's a very well kept secret )
Maybe I wouldn't be such an insomniac if I could fall into one of these?
All photos are accompanied by a Poem my Son wrote.............
DREAMS ARE DREAMT
|Dreams are dreamt as a nights cool air calms anxious minds|
|Caresses us with soft embraces of darkness |
|Go quietly into the deepest recesses of your imagination|
|Go to where dreams feel as real as the air which escapes in every stolen breath|
Live a thousand nights within one and remember, dreams are nothing more thana reflection of the one who dares to dream....
|Let soul take flight through the night|
| and upon your wake, face reality as though it were nothing more than a mirrored dream|
and live life to it's fullest.
| Make reality your playground and let these dreams once dreamt, thrive under the sun's warm touch|
Grow big enough that these dreams become recognizable so that the world may know what one soul'sdream can accomplish
|and when night creeps in through open cracks and windows|
|let the moon sing you it's lullaby|
|and drift away|
|to where dreams are made and visions are born...............|
All images are from my Pinterest board - SWEET DREAMS ARE MADE OF THIS.....
Please take a moment to click HERE if you want to pin something - so that the original source can be traced.
Poem written by Gordie Boyce
Submitted by proud Mama................
Have a wonderful day,
Partying with these lovely hostesses!
It's Overflowing The Shabby Nest
Lovely poem and beautiful images. I think I will go back to bed...ReplyDelete
Gordie is VERY talented! I loved the prose and the way the words weave a tapestry of feeling. Good Job, Gordie. Okay- YOU did good with the pictures, too, Suzan! And remembeReplyDelete
Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something!
I am thinking maybe you are looking for love...er....sleep in all the wrong places! xo Diana
It is clear as a bell where Gordie gets his writing talent from! Loved his poem and the images that accompany IT and your word play in the intro!
Wishing you a satisfying Saturday sleep!
beautiful! Your son has most definitely inherited your talent for writing, amazing collections of bed rooms,ReplyDelete
What a beautiful post and I loved the poetry, especially knowing it was written by your son. You have a great collection of pins on your Pinterest board...it would have been hard to choose for this post. Great Inspiration!ReplyDelete
I love the poem along with the beautiful images! Oh! The words - " let the moon sing you a lullabye"! Sigh...tugs at my heart and imagination...thanks for sharing!ReplyDelete
What a beautiful sentiment - and photos to match! I could sleep in any one of those gorgeous beds - and I bet my hot flashes would disappear too! Have a great weekend!ReplyDelete
Well it would at least make our hot flashes more tolerable anyway LMHO..............Delete
You have a great wknd too!
Oh I just love the poem... and the pics are perfect! What a talented son you have Suzan. His poem reminds me that we should never ever ever stop dreaming. Dreams keep us young in spirit. I love that aqua/gold fabric headboard bed and room. I can sooo picture that in my imaginary Paris apartment. I think I'm going to dream about that tonight. Yay!!!ReplyDelete
The poem and the beds are soo beautiful, Suzan.ReplyDelete
Have a great weekend
How nice! Pics & words.ReplyDelete
I remember the name Boyce from my childhood. I think it was a friend of my aunt and if I recall correctly, her first name was Kay.
Wow, you have a poet for a son! My bedroom is way overdo for redecorating and I thank you (and your son) for the inspiration.ReplyDelete
Hy Suzan! Thank you so much for becoming a follower.It's a honor for me. As for me, I am kind of "Simply Vintageous...by Suzan" addicted, I enjoy every post of yours since I've discovered you.You are so funny. Hugs, CristinaReplyDelete
I want the first one. Oh why, oh why was I not born rich??? I could do things with my house if I had money. :)ReplyDelete
I don't know why...but I'm suddenly so sleepy. A little afternoon nap outside in the cool breeze surrounded by the sounds of the birds and the wind seems very appealing just about now...zzzz....ReplyDelete
Your son is quite the poet. I love the stone wall in the second picture.ReplyDelete
They are all so dreamy!!!ReplyDelete
Aren't they though?Delete
What beautiful pics and I have pinned some thank you. You must have such a gentle creative minded son to write such a beautiful poem. He sounds lovely xReplyDelete
Some of these beds are absolutely gorgeous!!!!
I wonder if the one who sleeps in them, has insomnia? They look as if
you'd fall asleep as soon as you hit the pillow!!
Enjoy the rest of the week!!!
Your boy is pretty talented! Sleep eludes me...always has. Love some of the ideas I see in the pics Suzan!ReplyDelete
WOW! What type of poetry does he write for girls? Can he teach my husband to write??ReplyDelete
Boy, your son is a great writer! Yes, proud Mama indeed.ReplyDelete
Those bedrooms are lovely, now I want to redo mine! (No time to paint my own furniture, lol!)
What a beautiful post. Love the poem!!! All these visions are wonderful. Sweet dreams my girl!! (if you fall into a deep sleep)ReplyDelete
#1: Awesome poem. #2: That head-thing in pic no. 5 is the stuff of nightmares, not dreams. Don't want that on my wall, nosiree. #3: Shakespeare who? BAHAHAHAH!! :PReplyDelete
I love the poem...and those photos!ReplyDelete
Thank you so very much LindaDelete