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The Dreamer


douglas

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each night i am pulled into your nefarious embrace

your dry fingertips seductively pushing my eyelids shut

as i lay my body down within its soft nocturnal tomb

 

deftly you lead me deeper and deeper

away from the light

from all that is familiar

from all that i think i know of myself

until i am left abandoned

in the middle of a dark and endless plain

encompassed by a horizon i do not recognise

 

and there

all that is stored within my head spills out

onto a parched firmament which devours each aspect and vision

i have carefully collected and stored within my consciousness

 

suddenly i am surrounded by strangely familiar druids

who chant wild prayers and dance around me

while menacing birds circle in a dark sky above

 

and to my right

blue fish lie gasping dry air

they cry cerulean tears which ooze from their eyes

as thick as oil paint

 

and then everything disappears

 

i am left suspended within an endless concrete corridor

black to the back of me

with a faint light flickering far ahead

 

in the distance i see a caped figure approaching

with arms extended in a terrifying gesture of embrace

 

is it you?

 

he stands before me

 

i pull back the cape

 

and find myself staring back at me

with an intensity that causes my soul and core to shudder

 

i realize that once again

i have fallen out of time

only to confront an inevitable destiny.

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There are some empty dreams, with nothing to prove, but the dream in your poem is tied to daily thought, given meanings. I try to catch the clew with so many flickering images. In this phantasmal dream, I am left abandoned by your witchcraft, but hope to be rescued, eventually come to the realization of what rescue is.

 

Fertile imagination, of course, a dream has wings, but you put it into your lines with raw flavor and craftsmanship.

 

In the penultima stanza, and find myself staring back at me, semantically it’s understandable but vocally snarled. i hope to find the right way to recite it.

 

Best poem I’ve read from you Doug.

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Agree with worm- however I find this to be a decent piece- not one of your best. A solid piece of craft littered with allusion but the shudder the fear, left me a bit cold- of course, that may simply be my mood and space- but for some reason i did not connect with the introduction of pagan images or the gothic horror- maybe this time our insights simply disagree or maybe their is a greater poem beneath this one with your usual flair for detail and deep perception- But most likely, its just me and my mood;-)

 

Many Thanks Douglas for sharing!

 

DC&J

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I enjoyed the dreamscape, Douglas. I especially liked the dark and endless plain/encompassed by a horizon i do not recognise and the "menacing birds" that "circle in a dark sky above."

 

Tony

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I enjoyed the dreamscape, Douglas. I especially liked the dark and endless plain/encompassed by a horizon i do not recognise and the "menacing birds" that "circle in a dark sky above."

 

Tony

 

 

thank you tony! they were scary birds too!

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hello evryone, thanks for your comments - i always find them helpful and interesting. i literally wrote this dream upon waking, what is described here is what i actually dreamt one night. i found the images so weird i had to document them.

 

sorry that they unsettled you dr con! but they are quite strange and i thought would make for an interesting poetic story.

 

doug

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Agree with worm- however I find this to be a decent piece- not one of your best. A solid piece of craft littered with allusion but the shudder the fear, left me a bit cold- of course, that may simply be my mood and space- but for some reason i did not connect with the introduction of pagan images or the gothic horror- maybe this time our insights simply disagree or maybe their is a greater poem beneath this one with your usual flair for detail and deep perception- But most likely, its just me and my mood;-)

 

Many Thanks Douglas for sharing!

 

DC&J

 

it seems i'll have to speed up to be able to read more best of the best here. thanks for reminding dr_con.

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