Monday, April 21, 2008

Fly Away

I had a strange dream once. I didn't understand it until I remembered something I heard a long time ago: "Dreams of flight are dreams of freedom." I really need this dream. I need to believe this dream isn't just for me, but for others like me. I believe this dream is not mine to keep, but ours to share. So in that spirit I want to share a poem I wrote for a victim of sexual abuse.

Fly Away

I had a dream this morning
I dreamt that I could fly
So when I heard the voice coming
I left my room and flew
Quickly down the hall
And out the window I floated

I had a dream this morning
I dreamt that I was invisible
So when the guards looked up
All they saw was clouds
Smiling down upon them and
Dancing in the breeze

I had a dream this morning
I dreamt that I could go through walls
So I went back inside to look for you
Just hold my hand and fly away with me
Through these bars
And high above the walls

I had a dream this morning
I promise I won’t leave without you
I dreamt that you and I were free

Peace and Love,

Alizé (

Text and Photo: Copyright © 2008 Xavier Pierre Jr. All rights reserved.


Lovebabz said...

This is sweet. You are sweet.

Kai C. said...


Mizrepresent said...

this reminds me of that song by Nora Jones...simply beautiful!

Sharon said...

Miz is absolutely correct! This reminds me of Norah's song Come Away With Me as well. It particularly makes me think of the lyric that goes,

"Come away with me on a bus
Come away with me where they can't tempt us
With their lies."

This is quite lovely my love ;)

CapCity said...

*Sigh* ... wonderful flight of fancy...

Xavier Pierre Jr. said...

@Love: Under that $%@&#& exterior, you are sweet too. LOL

@Kai: Thanks :-)

@MizR: I know the song! Very sweet and soulful.

@Sharon: Thanks hon, I love you too. XOXO

@CapC: Yes, I was actually saving this as my last SAMM post, but I needed something a little uplifting. perhaps regular readers might have felt the same way. I have something else next week.

Peace and Love,

Alizé (