Friends

 

Friends

I remember friends

that place within our time

the atmospheres created

the hills before the climb.

Back then we’d live forever

and forever we did live

conscious moments of the dream

and memories they did give.

When our paths first crossed

we found that similar spark

that built a roaring fire

a friendship from the start;

then we danced around it

the bonfire we had made

gazed into its midst

and the characters that we played.

We dared the demons with our verve

danced upon their fires

rose up to the heavens

with our budding desires.

We tempted gods of fate

in the celebration of light

explored the universe

and knew that which was right.

We sang euphoric songs

that made us all aglow

spirits were always high

as friendships they did grow.

We bonded with each other

discovered true affection

looking back at pictures

I miss that great connection.

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I was complimented and humbled by a comment for this poem on All Poetry today. - "Minstral, your poem immediately reminded me of the song, "Bob Dylan's Dream." I appreciated the feelings you were able too instill, and the vocabulary that you used to do so. Nice work."

Made my day. Here's the Bob Dylan song (See below)