dreams of you

dreams of you

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson
"

ah, it happens, what can I say

"
dreamed a dream
car stuck, mud flying,
something just behind
a sense of urgency --

i have to go

expired food,
and mould crawling,
trying to get a foothold
in the recesses of my mind --

i have to move

the bats in the closet
know where to find me
and the rats run over my feet
struggling to break free --

i cannot breathe

sun in window,
daughter's hand clutches mine
absently tossing
dog is whining.

relief

it is only morning,
and I am back.
where you are gone
and I am me.



© 2018 Lyn Anderson


Author's Note

Lyn Anderson
The change from little i to capital is intentional.
The reasons for this song are intensely personal
and would make sense only to a few

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Told ya about eating cheese before bed, didn't I.. or was it you told me.... i don't know... Nice one Lyn... N

Posted 6 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

6 Years Ago

Thanks for reading this one. I appreciate it. This one was ...
Neville

6 Years Ago

........ :)
It's amazing how a bad dream can change us back into someone we hated being, but, thankfully, it's even more amazing that back in reality we don't have to be that person anymore. This fact is so well expressed in your lines. Great job!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Thanks. You get it.
You have to leave the cloud in the end. Just don't lose the dream. Cryptic 101.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Yes, thanks. I know.
I love to come back again and again and immerse myself in these writes. A gift to cherish...:)....

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

That is so wonderful. Thank you.
Sami Khalil

9 Years Ago

You are welcome...:)....
Strange facts overwhelme this dream; the personification of the mud captures my interest most... Couldn't imagine mud flying. Nice as ever, KL, thou art good in this business; carry it on.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Thank you. It is an expression used when mud goes in the air.
The subconscious loves to play tricks on us by making our dreams very cryptic. Nicely written, would love to see Freud pyscho analize that one.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Thank you. I know where it came from. :)
I really like this, but especially the last stanza..."I am me as you are he and you are me as we are all together"----

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Oh, okay. Shhh, I don't know much about the Beatles.
NoelHC

9 Years Ago

Well, it was WAY before your time.
jacob erin-cilberto

9 Years Ago

:)
hard to imagine, only two of them left.
How you managed to know to the exact detail what my day was like yesterday, I'll never know. :)

KL...I'll agree with the other's. You have captured a dream/nightmare feeling in your words today. Very creepy and so realistic in a fantastic sort of way.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much. I was hoping so.
I've said it before, and, yes, I'm going to say it again, "Who needs fiction when true life is so very horrific?" We don't need to close our eyes to experience the nightmare. I love the way you end the dream state with the warm, grounding reality of a child's hand holding onto mommy.

Oh! And, I love the transition from lowercase "i" in the dream-state to uppercase "I" holding onto the child.

Posted 9 Years Ago


MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

You're welcome. And, how could anyone NOT get your theme?
Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

I think in general I am pretty straightforward, but some people aren't always looking for straight a.. read more
MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

True enough. Some people just can't accept the obvious
I agree with Noel, you've captured how horrible and frightening it is, and that relief when you wake up.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much.

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Added on January 29, 2015
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Toronto, Ontario, Canada



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