Elusive as the Dream

Elusive as the Dream

A Poem by Emily B
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for Dostani and The Broken Poet

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Am I real, today?

Hovering somewhere between
the darkness and the light
like a spirit
or a dream

I feel the vibrations
of a thousand
heart beats.

You felt it, too.

and if the heavens tremble,
locked in an invisible struggle
So must we.

The rain was real
but it's gone
now.

And knowing
that you and I and he
all felt the same void

last night in our dreams

suddenly
makes it all seem
less lonely.

© 2009 Emily B


Author's Note

Emily B
Three people from across the country had the same dream one dark and rainy night. It affected them so deeply that come morning they were still shaken and wondering. It was the same dream except for each person the big, scary monster was drawn from each person's deepest self doubt. The rain and the doubt didn't begin to lift until the words came.

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When I read this, my first thoughts were of the French expression l'heure bleue (Blue hour) - which refers to the hour experienced between the hours of daylight and darkness. This period of the day is considered special, because of the quality of the light.

In the case of your beautifully poetic composition, I found this was because of the quality of the write, which made it special.

God's Blessing
Phillozofee

Posted 16 Years Ago


5 of 5 people found this review constructive.




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This is as real as it gets...

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Smokey,foggy...a whirlpool of so much emotions...and threads intermingled.An agony of knowing or perhaps not knowing much and a deep desire to escape from this aaniqa the demon which feeds at words...its inferno burning...lovely to see that you are not lonely...you dont deserve to be....lol

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

So beautiful... a profound magic in this experience shared.. now shared with us as well through your tender, poignant words... What a wonderful insight into loneliness and connections... Loved this!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a great concept to write about. I love writing about dreams especially poetry

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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many refer to writers being gifted...to having a way with words...to know how to tell a good story...as being creative and astute...able to take the reader into their words and eyes........

I am one of them and I say it now of you

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Stand alone we fail.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a lovely concept and poem!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Boy Howdy! Is this based on a true story about the three people or is that part of the story? I wondered who 'he' was until I saw your explanatory note. You know, you could ask: am I alive today (or maybe that's what is real). I like the spirituality, other-wordly feel in this poem. Very nice poetry.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Interesting reading this before the explanation and after. Before leaves the interpretation wide open. :-) Really lovely work.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Emily B
Emily B

Richmond, KY



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