I remember when I first heard Bobbie Gentry's - "Refractions"... I was just back from overseas and could finally afford the albums that had come out for a while. I bought several hundred at the Marine Corps Exchange all at once. One of near everything. Damn, was a long time since I remembered that.
Some things touched us - when we laid down. Some we never forgot - just buried until sunsets bring them back. Sometimes we even breathe ...or wish we couldn't.
It's true, Chris, and this is the reason I sometimes I wish to sleep it all away, but for those few hours of peace and difference and whatever we see out of the norm that you noted we experience when we dream, is nothing more than that... A dream. Alas, we always have to wake up and face the world, life's not a fairytale, though I have wished thus countless times. We could play pretend and be ignorant, but in the end, reality is always there to stare us in the eyes, force us to stare back, see what life really holds in store for us.
Maybe this is the reason for dreams, a break from life, from living, from this hellhole we sometimes house in. But when the morning sun shines through our drapes, beckoning for us to return to earth, we have to awake. We always have to awake.
This poem just sets the reader free...to dream and dream! "Seems we have our own memories, signs of different times". This line says it all! Thank you for sharing your beautiful poem, Crystal Unicorns!
What a lovely write. I dont have anything i want to directly say as critisim so all i can really do is sing your praises.. it was a lovely lovely read..
'Some things touched us - when we laid down. Some we never forgot - just buried until sunsets bring them back. Sometimes we even breathe ...or wish we couldn't.'
just devine. so much poetry tucked away here. mesmorizing!
"Life is a terminal disease." All the doctors have basically told me so.
"Life is an adventure... Pain, well you deal. Thanks for being here. 06/21/2020
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