Ah well, here it goes... Only my second serious sortie into the world of poetry, and I hope it turns out well...
This is the first time I've ever gathered the nerve to try a poem about the one thing that is most important to me...
My dream is unfathomable power
peacefully contained within sleek, graceful curves
that shine in the light of the morning sun.
My dream fights, loves, lives
vividly and without constraint.
One breath of my dream is worth
a thousand lifetimes of hardships.
My dream thrives in freedom
and lives on in chains,
yet my dream is forever the same.
Do dreams come true?
Well, what did you think?