Darkness

Darkness

A Poem by Patricia
"

don't let the title fool you, this isn't as emo as it sounds. And oh, Poe references for the win

"

 

Darkness
 
like waking from a reverie,
the rhythmic sounds of crashing
waves along the sandy shore,
with only stars for company
Now I can rest assured
The only troubles I will
see will be of nature’s kind
 
no manmade anguish will
seek me from the darkness
of my mind
 
tis only me and nothing more
 
the dark this time is cheerful,
no light to show the pain,
the world will let the
dreamers be, at least
until the rising of the sun
 
tis only me and nothing more,
 
Darkness again, this time no stars
To greet and welcome me
A living dream to witness when
The worlds of dreams collide.
Today the dream can come to life,
If only for a time. But now
One wonders, who it is
That dreams and just
Who it is that sees?

© 2009 Patricia


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Patricia
I'm really interested in hearing opinions on the meaning.

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The meaning? Yarg. I like to give my opinion on meanings, though I'm not sure if I'm up to par. I'd like to take a stab at it anyways. My apologies in advance!

Opening stanza sets for a more literal 'darkness', night time when it's one of the most tranquil times. There is no noise, there is no interruptions, there is only solitude, allowing one to let 'dream' turn to reality. I find it interesting that dreams lie in darkness [night, sleeping] and yet reality lies in darkness as well [brutal, truth, hardships, death]. Dreamers thrive in the solitude of their minds [I know I do] as expressed in the fourth stanza. Though they can only dream until the 'sun' comes. I see this as any enlightment into reality; dreams don't come true, there is no happily ever after, etc. Hence why the darkness is so appealing because it hides the pain [and perhaps denial?] of what the real world holds. A dreamer wants to fantasize about the impossible, the farfetched, the ideal, the enchanting.
'Tis only me and nothing more' - I guess reinforces the solitude and the perfection and bliss accompanied with it.
Last stanza, perhaps has now shifted away from the literal night, since there are no stars. Perhaps, the stars symbolized the hope that a dreamer has. No hopes is a catalyst of the collision of worlds. Where to go? What to think? What to believe? What to acheive? etc. Confusion now simmers in the dreamer's mind, wondering, 'Am I dreamer? Or merely a see-er?' Dreamers become part and stride onward, whereas see-ers let the vision rest before their eyes and do nothing, remaining static and still.

Voila!
My interpretation; close or far from it, I still enjoyed the poem! A clever write!
By the way, the sandy shore made me think of Poe's Annabelle Lee, a dreamer too. Hm. Interesting.

Cheers.


Posted 15 Years Ago


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I'm no expert. But...it seems to reflect the comfort and safety of unadulterated dreams. At least that's ones ultimate escape without fear of harm from the world we know. After all, who is one to tell another what to dream?

All that said, I like this poem. Good job!

Posted 15 Years Ago


You dream and you wonder who it is that sees.
'We dream and the crashing waves are all about us
but we are inurred to danger. We have the force to
shut out those dangers and even the prying eyes.

We dream. They are our dreams, no intruders allowed.
See ! The nightbird knows our innermost thoughts, but will
not tell . We are one with the stars and the blackness of the
night, they are made up of our mind and we are safe with them.

It is you and I that dream------ Only the chosen one allowed to see.
"One wonders, who it isThat dreams and justWho it is that sees?"
It is you and I that dream----- Only the chosen one allowed to see.

"no manmade anguish willseek me from the darknessof my mind"

When the mind grows dark, shuts out the world, the innermost thoughts
and desires arise, but seen only by you, or those you choose.

This poem is fascinating, world without end.

------- Eagle Cruagh



Posted 15 Years Ago


The meaning? Yarg. I like to give my opinion on meanings, though I'm not sure if I'm up to par. I'd like to take a stab at it anyways. My apologies in advance!

Opening stanza sets for a more literal 'darkness', night time when it's one of the most tranquil times. There is no noise, there is no interruptions, there is only solitude, allowing one to let 'dream' turn to reality. I find it interesting that dreams lie in darkness [night, sleeping] and yet reality lies in darkness as well [brutal, truth, hardships, death]. Dreamers thrive in the solitude of their minds [I know I do] as expressed in the fourth stanza. Though they can only dream until the 'sun' comes. I see this as any enlightment into reality; dreams don't come true, there is no happily ever after, etc. Hence why the darkness is so appealing because it hides the pain [and perhaps denial?] of what the real world holds. A dreamer wants to fantasize about the impossible, the farfetched, the ideal, the enchanting.
'Tis only me and nothing more' - I guess reinforces the solitude and the perfection and bliss accompanied with it.
Last stanza, perhaps has now shifted away from the literal night, since there are no stars. Perhaps, the stars symbolized the hope that a dreamer has. No hopes is a catalyst of the collision of worlds. Where to go? What to think? What to believe? What to acheive? etc. Confusion now simmers in the dreamer's mind, wondering, 'Am I dreamer? Or merely a see-er?' Dreamers become part and stride onward, whereas see-ers let the vision rest before their eyes and do nothing, remaining static and still.

Voila!
My interpretation; close or far from it, I still enjoyed the poem! A clever write!
By the way, the sandy shore made me think of Poe's Annabelle Lee, a dreamer too. Hm. Interesting.

Cheers.


Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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