a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Dreaming

I close the curtains
On a foggy August morning
Realizing it was
A dream
That woke me

I had dreamed
An old tractor
Cranked the first try
To help me
Move a mountain

Thor yielded his hammer
The mountain disappeared
I became an Ice Queen holding nothing
Except an old liquor bottle
Winking Morse code for alone

Climbing back into bed
I held my sleeping husband's hand
As if he could save me
From all the dangers
That come with dreams

20 comments:

Brian Miller said...

oh what an eerie old liquor bottle...and its message...alone....gotta be a dream if the tractor starts on the first try...just saying...ha....smiles. nice close gail.

Linda Kay said...

Sometimes dreams are so real, if we wake up we are afraid to go back to sleep. We might be in the same dream again.

Linda Kay said...

Sometimes dreams are so real, if we wake up we are afraid to go back to sleep. We might be in the same dream again.

bwfiction said...

dreams -

bwfiction said...

oops - there is nothing like to touch of a warm hand near us to sooth us after dreams

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Next time wake him up so he can stand guard. (My wife prods me awake when she has a bad dream.)

Mary said...

Cool that one's husband can protect one from all dangers from dreams. Nice sentiments in your writing, Gail.

Grace said...

What a dream but I am glad you had your hubby's hands to keep you safe & secure ~

Jeff said...

Beautifully written--the bottle winking Morse code for alone is so powerful! Excellent work.

Claudia said...

oh i bet he could save you... dreams can get so strange and real and it helps to grab the warm hand of the loved one..smiles

Björn Rudberg said...

The image of having to move a mountain with only an old tractor makes the angst of some nightmares so real.

Sumana Roy said...

love this dreamy strangeness and the warmth in the closing lines...

Roslyn Ross said...

Lovely story. Made me smile.

Sandra said...

this could be one of my dreams, mine are all weird and never make any sense to me.. i don't prod bob awake or hold his hand, but he wakes up from me talking out loud or yelling for help or trying to scream

Linda Wildenstein said...

great imagery and super sentiment. Love the way you think.

Arathi Harihar said...

that's some dream you had..very nice :)

Sandy said...

Dreams can be so vivid.

Arushi Ahuja said...

the last line is so cute... may he be your knight in shining armour!! :)

Susan said...

I hate it when dreams take my work away. Thor should mind his own business. The husband can't help, but at least he marks your place between the covers and keeps the bed warm. Nicely played.

Susan Anderson said...

Nice one, Gail. And I especially love the ending.

=)

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