Dreams are like poems, like stars
the body relaxes
the mind opens
a pressure cooker
a giant black kettle of sky
releases a million brilliant stars
a fervid brew of seeds awhirl in wind
current that curls your hair
shocks it on end
a wild stallion galloping
deep thunder you hear
feel in your chest
a wave—the ectasy
of want & wonder
~ Inspired by Sylvia van Nooten’s art Star Poem & Kirsten Harris’ art Wild Spirits
9 thoughts on "Dreams are like poems, like stars"
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
So vivid, Karen!
Love! I’m so glad I get to read you again this month, Karen!
What a wonderfully visceral poem! I felt the tingle of every image.
I love how the title and poem work with each other here. And the sounds, too, especially “a wave—the ectasy/of want & wonder”
Love the wild stallion galloping–you always use the most evocative imagery!
“a pressure cooker
a giant black kettle of sky”–love the images!
Ahhh, how you can capture an image!
love:
a fervid brew of seeds awhirl in wind
Love the “giant black kettle of the sky” and “the ecstasy of want and wonder.”
Love that “giant black kettle of sky” & those “million brilliant stars.” And that last line is wonderful!