Dreams of a Hard - Headed Woman

Dreams of a Hard Headed Woman

If you find me with my hand hanging
in a loose palm up off the bed,
you assume that I am sleeping,
but beneath the lids,
two eyes fly open
into a sharp search for survival
Volcanoes with no respite
erupt in my distant stare.
I see how you believe
that I may awaken vulnerable,
my neck curved in acceptance
my face searching a quilt
of uncertain stitchery,
but, I have read the testament
of great love, cover to cover
I have renounced common sense
for work songs, composed with enthusiasm,
those sang by the chain gang matadors
of the open road.
I wedge big dreams for children
into meadowed places, clear & confident.
I give them the gift to be alone.
I eat the black mushrooms of bad dreams,
and rinse them with a sweet tea.
I herd my sleep with precision.
There is an underground spring hidden
beneath my covers.
I am very much aware of trouble.


 

Reviews

[Brjden (Bridge-Den) Cre..]

I love how you wrapped metaphors and sharp concepts into you point of self awareness(at least that's what I gather).

I eat the black mushroom of bad dreams
and rinse them with a sweat tea

Incredible. I loved the cadence and consistent flow, you confidence and knowledge insinuated. Good write!

[Rain]

I love this write!
I have renounced common sense
for work songs, composed with enthusiasm,
those sang by the chain gang matadors
of the open road.

[Ken Simm.]

This is a beautiful watercolour of a poem. I can see it and feel the crispness of the sheets you awake in.

[Gandré]

that I may awaken vulnerable,
my neck curved in acceptance
my face searching a quilt
of uncertain stitchery, ------------this was unworn and original. I love such a writing.

well.. I can copy here the whole poem. I will try to learn it from memory. To say the truth, I am speechless, I didn't read such a perfect poem for a long time. favorite.

[W.k.kortas]

There just isn't anyone else who can craft the brilliant imagery that you do, and stitch them together with what seems to be the bare minimum effort, and this piece is certainly no exception. It is work that's on a completely different plane than the rest of us.

[Ed Hart]

well, you must be somebody's war bride, the poor f****r...for myself, i would have sailed the seven seas with you...

[Emily B]

How could I travel past a title like this and not stop in? It seems to me a very fit anthem for women everywhere. I may have been called a hard-headed woman a time or two before. I'm going to pretend I don't remember the details.

[Frank F. Atanacio]

wow, I really enjoyed reading this thank you