My Dreams
1
Someone’s cbasing me.
When I was young it was monsters
but now it’s just people.
2
I have a house full of guests
I’ve grown tired of
but they refuse to leave.
3
I’m in a big city
& though it’s vaguely familiar
I keep getting lost.
4
I’m in a play
about to go onstage
& can’t remember my lines.
5
I’m falling in love
with someone
& the dream ends.
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I love the numbered breakdown. Well done.
Great, Kevin. Looks like you’ve taken elements from both the haiku and ghazal forms. Once again, tightly written and meaningful snippets from your dreams.
Thanks, Lee. I’ve been getting tired of the tyranny of strict haiku lately. Just when anything becomes second nature to me, as the haiku form has, I feel the need to cast it off. We’ll see where this goes.
I agree with Lee. Broken form from one who is a master of the form is always scintillating.
Thanks Coleman!
Evocative!
I really like how you’ve been using your dreams in your poetry. And this sequence beautifully illustrates how haiku form pairs so well with dream material.
Thanks, Jennifer!
Nice, concise way to write of dreams. I like that you numbered them also. That last one’s a killer. I hate when I wake from a good dream.
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Each one succinct, distinct. From the scary to the embarrassing to the sad.
Thanks, Joe!
It’s fascinating to me how all people have the same kinds of dreams. The fifth one here is always the hardest to wake up from.
But the fourth one makes me laugh. I don’t dream of being in a play, but I’ll dream about singing karaoke, where songs I know by heart are completely unrecognizable. I feel like such a fraud in those dreams 😂
Yes! Just hearing people talk about their dreams, I’ve always suspected they’re fairly universal, maybe archetypal. Freud and Jung would probably agree, although I haven’t read enough of them to be sure.
all but the last one are concrete night dreams
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Too familiar. : )
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To me this a continual dream about disappointment, fear and frustration. It’s
a necklace of dream fragments done in a characteristically Kevin way, which I love.
Thanks Linda! A necklace of dream fragments—there’s a poem all by itself.
Very nice, Kevin. Love the ending.
Thanks Bill!
#3 is my recurring dream. Nice to see it’s a shared one! These are lovely, Kevin.
Thanks Bill! Good to know that even our dreams are shared.
The end haiku really does a beautiful job of both completing a narrative and then illuminating the reader, giving us something to carry after the dream-poem ends.
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Like the form. And each dream becomes real to the reader in just a few words. Nice.
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I love this poem now as much as when you read it to me while cutting your hair.
We always have great conversations when you cut my hair, don’t we?
“but now it’s just people”
Beautiful ironies presented.
As always, amazing.
Thanks Mary! You are very kind.