I Found You There Again

Trying to capture the dream

Just last night I asked for God to take you away
Help me forget all the good
And then he brings me to you…
What am I to make of this?

I found you in my dreams
I was on your doorstep
How are you? I brought you something
I was just dropping it by
I didn’t expect to see you
Sadly I soon must leave
Sure I’d love to stay and share with you

I needed to see you
And now that I have
I realize you are still here
In my thoughts and dreams
You have a rat tail braid!
You look really great!
I missed you so…but none of this I say

It was then we embraced
And didn’t easily let go
 
I split my burger with you
You fed me applesauce
The fun interrupted as usual
Time warp
You were driving us fast down a hill in the snow
I wasn’t scared, though I asked you to slow down

A friend showed up…
I really should go
Never able to speak the truth
But again you ask me to stay,
You have one thing more to say…

Waking early
I closed back my eyes
I so much want to see and hear what you have to say

Still tucked away
But left with hopes and dreams

 

 

Little Mouse
November 30, 2007



 

Reviews

[*^*my*beautiful*zelda*l..]

Dreams... you know you have funny dreams when you like somebody?

Yes, I had a dream about my crush. Sadly, only in my dreams does he express his affection. but I know somewhere inside he likes me back... just a little bit....
hey thanks for that inspiration! :D strangly Im in the same boat as David Price. your poem is beautifully written though. its very mystifying, ya know? I love dreams. I feel like Im on a mission, or being given admonissions for the future, or getting a thrill, or being given something nonsensical to laugh at. either way, I love falling asleep at night.

Unlike Fiona Apple's song "Sleep to Dream"
I DO usually sleep to dream....

[Cold Coffee Magazine]

Your piece invoked these thoughts:

Decisions, decisions.
Crossroads and shortcuts.
Temptations in the form of empathy.
A mask of kind gesture.
A smiling face.
Come this way ... just a little farther
Sit with me for a while
You'll be doing us both good.
A nervous tick
Uneasiness is a silent warning
An impendent scream.
Suggestive waves beat against principle sandcastles.
Do you listen, or want to listen?
Collusion is a calming death.
Colandered righteousness still tastes of immorality.
Is it worth it?
Does it matter?
An intelligence poll at a hurricane party.
A bible with blank pages.
What's the worst that can happen?
Conformity amputates the soul.
The price of acceptance despite the nose.
Time will tell of valued lessons.
Decisions, decisions.


I dedicate this short poem to you as yours inspired it. You will be the first to see it.

Thank you

Dave

[JadedKimber]

I like this a lot...it is never easy when we have dreams that make things seem better or different than they are in reality, and this sums it up well. It sucks to wake up and have the little seeds of doubt in our heads about if we are making right choices, are things really as bad as they seem...etc. This was very interesting. Sorry it took so long :( Take care, Kimberly

[M Lamont]

Nice job and glad you posted as is! The best pieces sometimes are the streams out thought that just flow. Dream on, dreamer girl.

[Celtic Cat]

Oh the horror! I hate the mystery of dreams.... especially INTERRUPTED ones!!! Oh, the agony!
Often, I feel dreams are a place for us to deal with our reality... on a safer plane. While I can't "interpret" your dream for you..... there are things that this piece makes me want to say.
Perhaps there is a conversation or a "thing" that he has yet to give you. Perhaps the "good time" you had in the dream was but a dream. Or, perhaps the good times need to be acknowledged, as part of the whole. There is always bad and good in everything, and while in a grieving process, we like to let go of and forget the good - it makes the letting go easier. If we don't, though, perhaps the parting could be more civil.
I'm as confused as you probably are by this dream, but savor it.... as one last good time.... in case you don't get to dream again.
Much love and many hugs,
Cat