I can't say
I do not dream
I feel my eyes
Move quickly
Observing worlds
As I sleep
I dream
But the memories of it
Slip away
And lay on the edge
Just out of reach
Enough to be strangers.
i dream almost every night, and they are always bad, sometimes nightmare bad, but mostly just bad dreams, sometimes several. sometimes i wake up and can remember all of it, sometimes none. some over the counter meds make them worse.
You hit the nail right on the head there with your poem Gail - that's exactly how I feel with some dreams, other dreams I remember in great detail, some I do not. Ever have a dream and wake up before its finished - ha,ha I close my eyes and try to finish it and sometimes I fall right back into the dream?? Loved your poem.
I love everything you write, you KNOW that..but for some reason, this is my favorite so far! IF I even have a favorite. Best of all..you are continuing to write! Yes..best of all!!
The art is lovely, but the poem was so unusual! I have always considered dreams a Technicolor, memorable "given." I fly, dare, create awful poetry (if I wake up and write it down, it's always horrible the next day, ha ha).
"Just enough out of reach to be a stranger" is so good. You're saying the dreams are there and yet, only in last night... lovely. Amy
Dreams seem to take many forms - re-shaping the past, shaping the future or simply offering an alternative reality. Strange how some linger and may repeat while others seem to slide away!
smiles...you start with a beautiful picture...and bring on the dreams...the part that struck me is that they sit on the edge there almost like strangers.....
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Lovely images through your poem and photo.
Lovely images through your poem and photo.
I don't remember my dreams either.
I think that's because they are boring though...
nice one.
this week i've been having vivid, detailed dreams and waking up from them with memory of them.
So true!
Another good one, Gail. :-)
Yes, we all know that feeling, then occasionally there comes a dream that is so vivid it is almost real.
Lynne x
For me, dreams are premonitions of what's to come.
i dream almost every night, and they are always bad, sometimes nightmare bad, but mostly just bad dreams, sometimes several. sometimes i wake up and can remember all of it, sometimes none. some over the counter meds make them worse.
You hit the nail right on the head there with your poem Gail - that's exactly how I feel with some dreams, other dreams I remember in great detail, some I do not. Ever have a dream and wake up before its finished - ha,ha I close my eyes and try to finish it and sometimes I fall right back into the dream?? Loved your poem.
Oh Gail your photo had me dreaming and your poetry always blows me away. Hug B
You always dream, but don't remember all of them. Maybe that is for the best. Who knows what the ones we forget were about? Pretty poem!
Lovely image and poem!
I love this poem. Most of the time....me too. And for that I am glad, I guess. Because, some I do remember and wish that I hadn't. Oma Linda
Lovely. I think you captured it perfectly.
Your poem is wonderful... and so true. I can see your thoughts resonate with everyone!
I had a strange dream last night... now, what was it?!!
So beautifully written. I loved this: "...Just out of reach
Enough to be strangers."
When I was a child, we called those lovely flowers "flags", tho I do not know why.
I love everything you write, you KNOW that..but for some reason, this is my favorite so far! IF I even have a favorite.
Best of all..you are continuing to write! Yes..best of all!!
The art is lovely, but the poem was so unusual! I have always considered dreams a Technicolor, memorable "given." I fly, dare, create awful poetry (if I wake up and write it down, it's always horrible the next day, ha ha).
"Just enough out of reach to be a stranger" is so good. You're saying the dreams are there and yet, only in last night... lovely. Amy
The last two Iines are awesome and I like the thought of dreams just out of reach of our fingertips. Goes well with the photo.
Dreams seem to take many forms - re-shaping the past, shaping the future or simply offering an alternative reality. Strange how some linger and may repeat while others seem to slide away!
smiles...you start with a beautiful picture...and bring on the dreams...the part that struck me is that they sit on the edge there almost like strangers.....
If I tell myself to remember my dreams before I go to sleep, I do.
And boy, do I find some interesting things out about myself!!
=)
That photo - I love it.
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