Open Poetry #2 |
The Dream-Catcher |
~one voice~ Senior Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 664Billings, MT USA |
My car broke down along the highway, Near a reservation town. I had to walk along my own way In a gorgeous, evening gown. Soon, I came across an old woman- her hair was long and braided. Her teeth were either gone or golden- her image, rather faded. She spoke to me and touched my elbow- I felt her words to be quite strong. There were things she had to let me know And she spoke them like a song. She knew about those evil nightmares That had been a plague on me. She knew these dreams that tested my wares And she sympathized with me. She took me in to her living room And had me sit down to wait. She intended to relieve my doom- She told that to me straight. I looked around at her decor- In awe at how she lived here. This woman was rather poor, Though I knew she did not fear. When she returned, I stood up tall- She had something to give me. I did not know what it was called, But I knew that she would tell me. It was a hand-made dream-catcher, To ward away the nightmares. I accepted this gift from her, Because she is one that cares. I hung it right above my window, Hoping that evil would be caught. I longed for lovely dreams to sow Their way their way straight to my cot. When I awoke that morning bright, I found that evil passed me by. I had not tossed once through the night, And that pleasure was all mine. I thank that older woman so For saving me from pain. The dream-catcher is now my own... I won't have evil dreams again. ©1999 Erin Solari ------------------ ~onevoice~ "She looked at her life like lines, never-ending, constantly forming, reforming and bending." |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
Seems that this Dream was nicely caught by this as well. Wonderful story, dear. ------------------ Pain is life, life is short, I will endure. DreamEvil© [This message has been edited by DreamEvil (edited 09-06-99).] |
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~one voice~ Senior Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 664Billings, MT USA |
Caught indeed, and tangled in my web... Thank you for your praise. ------------------ ~onevoice~ "She looked at her life like lines, never-ending, constantly forming, reforming and bending." |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
What a great poem, ~one voice~ enjoyed the read.Well Done |
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~one voice~ Senior Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 664Billings, MT USA |
Thank you, Dark Angel! It isn't my best, but it will have to do for the early hours of morning! ------------------ ~onevoice~ "She looked at her life like lines, never-ending, constantly forming, reforming and bending." |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow! great story! nice ending |
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