Some dreams lie deep beneath the flux and tidal flow of tidy minds. Titanics on the ocean floor, ships of dreams, your dreams of mine. Dreams we had and lost six lives ago. Dark dreams that hunger, sunk in deep despair; and dreams of light and cheer: all bottled in the darkness of the sea and indistinguishable there. These images need rescuing, transporting to our world. Real-world exposure reveals the substance to the mind. How shall we rescue them, these ancient wrecks? How shall we drag them to the surface or the shore? They're colonised by now. A million different life forms, all unknown to us, have long since called them home. And can we see the loss of them as something spiritual? Like all forms of decay and natural change, it's part of nature's plan for life. We'll be content to join it there.
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Monday, 11 February 2013
Ancient Dreams
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Love this Dave. Evocative journey into the depths.
If only we could dive deep enough to retrieve those dreams of light and cheer that we lost six lives ago...could this be the true secret of eternal happiness?
Oh how you've touched my Soul with this piece, Dave.
I am moved to tears.
some dreams perhaps it is best we left...but i like to think that some we could resurface and pursue once more...really nice piece man....def struck a cord...
Ah, decay is part of nature's plan indeed. Even with dreams, I fear. And, yes we will indeed join them too. Sigh. A thoughtful poem.
Titanic, a dream unfulfilled after it was launched. Now decades after it still remains a mysterious wreck. Nicely Dave!
Hank
I really like this expression of dreams being sunken treasures at the bottom of the ocean. Whether or not they're recovered is up to capricious explorers.
This is a wonderful "Full Fathoms Five" told with the mind as the sea. Agh. Mine is so sunken. It is a lovely metaphor, beautifully-expressed - k.
"how shall we rescue them, these ancient wrecks?" Much to ponder here, sir. Beautifully rendered. Thank you.
How true and what an intense lyrical pace with an elegy force.
I find your work jewel-like, and enjoy it much - unlike much of the dreck out there preening itself.
Aloha to YOU, D
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lucychili
Thank you so much for saying this, it is very much appreciated.
Ygraine
Wow, this is someresponse! I do thank you for it - and, yes maybe if we could bring the old drems and other bits of wreckage up into the light of day, that might well be some sort of salvation, some springboard to eternal happiness - assuming we are potentially eternal, of course. Thanks for a most gratifying comment.
Brian
Thanks Brian, and yes, I am sure I have old dreams that I deliberately scuppered. I wouldn't necessarily want them popping back to the surface, but there are others... perhaps unknown... never were recognised for what they were... it would beinteresting to take hold of them and see what we would see!
Mary
Thanks Mary. Yes, I was originally thinking of the garden and the great outdoors, where decay makes rebirth possible, but then thought the concept might be t ransferrable to dreams.
Hank
And a nice analogy drawn. Thanks for.
Kass
Thanks Kass. Always good to know your thoughts on things.
Manicddaily
Oh, I do love this for a comment! Lovely. Thanks so much for.
ds
Ah, now you have put your finger on the crux of the problem. How shall we, indeed?
Back to the thinking stool.
Tommaso
Thank you. A reply that means a great deal to me.
Cloudia
Thank you SO much. This is a really good comment to receive.
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