Glenda Soto-Gomez


A Dream

A dream was reading my lines

Written in blue ink,

That dream transformed my lines in red ink


A sailboat in the sea approaches on the horizon at dawn,

And the dream was trying to write in between my lines


Not sure if that dream was making corrections,

Or was trying to tell me a hidden message,


But my new message is in a bottle,

Remains on the shore of the beach to be sent

As I pick one daisy, the wind blows and starts removing its petals one at a time,

Pronouncing: “he loves me, he loves me not”


Sweet dream, I want to send you my new message,

But your actions stop me from doing it.


Then His Name came over and told me: “Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; his love endures forever.” – 1 Chronicles 16:34

Thank you for Reading!

From My Version of Him, Between Heaven & Earth, 100 Poems. A Dream © Glenda Soto-Gomez

About Me

Hola, I’m Glenda! A thinker, writer, poetess and songwriter. My dedicated rhapsodies are built-in of three parts that consist in a Devotion, Sensuality and Irrational emotions or thoughts based on the tones, words and the visions that inspire me at dawn and dusk.

My writing is mere based in inspiration of visions, thoughts, emotions and passions for life and love.


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