Open Poetry #36 |
Shack dreams |
wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
I rarely dream Or rarely remember them But since I learned my shack was up for sale I’ve been beset In one The shack was on fire The woodstove was lit As well as the firewood beside it The several small stacks of wood In every corner, also alight Was the signal that told me I dreamt And yet, I thought it prudent To pour a pail of water on each Then, watch for a bit, before waking up In another The shack was crowded Filled to overflowing with rows of new owners A slick and well dressed murder of crows Arguing, pecking over what to do with it Black men dressed in their Sunday-go-to-meeting Dark jackets, roomy trousers, bowlers and boaters All of them wearing straight thin ties, Black exclamations against starched white shirts And one In which the poor shack was bedeviled Overrun by the most unlikely machinery Safety yellow monsters in unpitying moods Carving the scenery into unlikable faces Moving boulder and stone with uncanny ease Stacking trees into complex, unsolvable puzzles But before those, and before the news I had another lucid dream, a foreshadowing Where my shack was larger, to accommodate a crowd And painted with graffiti evoking a carnival I had just asked a woman if she thought I should repaint Covering the reds, blues and greens of mid-way art With my own striped and swirled colors edged with gilt But, the party was winding down The guests were busy folding their clever camp furniture And stowing it into gray limos waiting by the river A library desk floated by As long and narrow as a Polynesian dugout Women and children, some reading, some writing Some manning paddles, were seated ten to a side Seeing sister and her two daughters were part of this “crew” I stepped aboard this odd boat to go along for a while And hop ashore before the walk home became too far But too soon, we picked up speed heading into a blind turn Leaving my companions little time for reading In their attempt to slow and steer our hurtling craft Their leaf-bladed paddles brought us safe through the curve To a straightening, where we could see downstream A logjam of desks, some larger, most smaller But all trying to make their way through the same narrow And this, though already farther away than I wanted to be Is where I decided to start the journey back home [This message has been edited by wranx (09-05-2005 03:23 PM).] |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"Black exclamations against starched white shirts" only you could see a tie in this way what a write, I loved the journey and even a refugee could see beyond SELF, when the view is seen through your eyes, Ed |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
quote: From today's headlines: http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/09/03/AR2005090300690.html ~*~ quote: Ok, so if this is true, and not just poetic? Let us in on your NEXT dream ASAP. Excellent writing, Ed. But from you, I always get the very best. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
wranx An interesting journey to nowhere and back. Enjoyed |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
awww baby, its going to be ok. I understand this. I do. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ed...I would like to book passage on that library boat, if it would slow down long enough to pick me up. It is obvious how much love you have for that shack of yours. It is sad to leave something you love. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Awe zeez you know I don't cry - I won't, I won't. Some dream - maybe try warm milk |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Am I selfish enough to hope such dreams continue? Or friend enough to wish you respite from upheaval? Or both? *S* Change... especially major changes... usually brings forth from me something closely resembling a hissy fit/temper tantrum. *S* Your way is MUCH better! *S* This is superb! *S* |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
"But all trying to make their way through the same narrow" this I think is the meat smile..... I like this dude.... you got lyrical yes |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
the wrankster for mayor? LOL, but you sell yourself short I see oval eyes |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
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PouringJewels Member
since 2003-09-18
Posts 158Maryland |
and your sister with her two wonderful daughters will help you find a way through that narrow path, without question. |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
Yanno, I credit myself with having some pretty bizarre dreams but that was top shelf stuff Ed... (I think the shack's trying to tell you to stay) |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
I always seem to dream about what worries me and always if I speak to someone on the phone right before I sleep I dream of them.. I like how you dream so much better. "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Geez, I woke up thinking about you and the shack! I am waiting to hear if I got a place I bid on to move to, and in my dream I was decorating it already, seriously! I haven't heard and already I am 1/4 packed I am hoping I guess positive thinking will produce positive results - who knows. You - I dare not analyze that dream LOL |
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Angelheart Senior Member
since 2005-09-08
Posts 754Jacksonville,FL USA |
very interesting, and intriguing writing...sharing, i thankyou........... Poetry can get you very far |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
i only remember the dreams i'd rather not, and forget the ones i'd rather remember(oh catholic schoolgirloufitted stewardesses, why have you forsaken me?) |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
the shack does have its hold on you Ed, but wherever you are, I am sure, it will be home.... |
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