Callie Flower's White Dream

Last night, as the quiet early spring wind blew in my window’s curtain, I had a dream of pure white. My white little cottage sat in a field of mighty white flowers. My white dress billowed in the white luscious wind. The blue-pure sky of a lighter tinge, wore puffy clouds of cotton balls. Everything was white, was pure and new. Joseph, my yellow lab, was of the creamy white, I never thought he would be. It was true, almost everything, even the white orchids and the flower décor of the trees, were of a white coloration. It was telling me something, something I should know.

I looked off into the horizon, something upon it calling. And I saw way far off the blistering blue sea. The white light of the sun, glimmered on its surface, so bright and warm, that the blue became white.

Something over the there was calling to be beckoning me. I squinted almost able to see it. Seeing the brown speak of life coming towards me. Something was there, coming from the large black that ate that land.

A roar broke through to me just then. A roar of tremendous thunder. I jolted from my dream, blinking in the dark.

A cascade of loud rumbles pilfered the quiet winds that passed over my dear home with ease. I dove to my child’s crib, and then down to the basement. Together she and I, cowered in the corner, yellow Joseph sat with us, seeming too content with life to be fear full. I mildly wondered how life could be so nice for a little dog in a dangerous world. Maybe it was because we didn’t live in a crime-stricken city. Maybe because the few noises there were, were such as these bellowing cries that pierced the night with a bloody howl.

I rubbed my dear life, my child and soul, I whispered, hushed, and cooed as to cool her small trembled.

“Hush little baby don’t say a word, everything will be all right in the world, and if this ruckus scares little baby, momma will never let her go, and when this ruckus goes far away, momma and her baby will play their games.”

I rocked her in our basement, the roar loud in our ears. As the roar ran a crescendo to its high note, I brought my voice higher, drying desperately to calm my dear child from her trembles, and whimpers.

As the roars blasted their loudest note yet, yellow Joseph whimper to the ground, so close to us, that his warmth felt all too nice. I shut my eyes, hugging my child into Joseph as I put an arm around the poor dog.

“It will all be over soon.” I told him, patting Joseph gently. “So very soon.”

The blackness of our basement surrounded us. Not a drop of navy midnight came in. Not a glimmer of yellow starlight. It was all dark. And the roar kept up its murderous cry. It screamed a tortured scream, then an impossible quiet surrounded us. Dead silence.

I waited a few moments, before opening my eyes. I realized I had fallen asleep on the basement floor. I was disoriented for a moment, my body ached then was cool and fine. I looked around, memories questioning where Joseph and my dear life was.

I rose from the ground my mind in a clear haze. My steps took me up to the first floor, as my ears played last nights musical high note, without disturbing the silence that was around me. The old floor boards didn’t creak, but I didn’t take notice. I reached the door to the kitchen. A light coming through the cracks. A sweet childlike voice giggling. The world was a pure incredible silence. One that can only happen after devastation.

The door opened.

I stepped out into the whitest world imaginable. The clouds cotton balls in the sky of light baby blue. The sun laying white rays upon the white fields of my yard. My white house matching the white tinge of the orchids and trees that were dressed in small white flowers.

My white dresses fluttered in the wind.

I smiled gaily, all my qualms gone now as I saw my pride and joy playing in her high toned giggles, a game of tag with Joseph the cream colored lab.

I looked out to the horizon then, it called out to me. The water a white glimmer of the refracting sunlight. A dark object moved away from the land. Then I noticed it, the brown splotch on the horizon coming closer.

I held down my sun hat as a breeze blew past me. It was warm but seemed to hold no temperature. Ecstasy and anticipation filled my bones. I blinked at the brown splotch as it finally came to focus, and I waved.

He returned the wave and ran to me, reaching and picking me up from the ground and swung me joyously. I laughed as my hat tumbled to the ground. He then placed a clean passionate kiss on my lips, hugging me tightly as he returned my feet to the ground. We were both breathless. He gently twirled a loose hair of mine around his index finger as he looked lovely and deeply into my eyes.

“Daddy!” she cried, the light of ours, that came tumbling from her play; a giggle lapping her words.

He picked her up, laughing a kiss upon her. Holding her, he placed an arm around me. Joseph hurried to us with a slobbery smile. We laughed, as we headed for the pure white house.

This was no more a repetitive dream for me. This white wonderland of gay was true. The white birds who flocked in hopeless, careless patterns told me it has become. The new white dream has started for us all now.

 

Author's Note

The title is a total pun. I just had to. I was in the mood for it!

p.s. if there are any errors that i missed please tell me. i have a tendency to over look them...