My husband's poetry

Category: dreams

  • Holes in my windshield

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    cfblack
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    late at night I flee the living, drive along streets that make more sense than logic only to return each morning with shattered recollections of victories over nightmares and long walks with ancestors and descendants over landscapes impossible to reconstruct; late the next night I flee again 4-7-25

  • Good Friday

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    I dreamed sugar sweet pink Peeps lined the road to the Supreme Court, waved palm fronds and sang Hosannas. Redneck, washed up Nashville musicians played three part, off key harmony and got drunk on cheap beer. Chocolate bunnies masquerading as chickens in drag scattered colored eggs for Eostre upon the state house lawn, because it…

  • Recurring dream landscape

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    I return to the center of the city of my visitation. An infinitely tall building rises up in a garden of trees. Streets of houses, shops and neighborhoods surround it. Doors exist on all sides; I have been inside often. I am in a house crowded with people. A preacher tells me he has watched…

  • Daylight savings

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    cfblack
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    Last night, he dreamed he was playing goalie in a game of darts at a red neck bar and he refused to cry out Or go sit down because he wanted to fit in but he didn’t And he didn’t know how to tell them he only came here to find companionship and to drink…

  • Spongebobia

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    last night I saw Dick Van Dyke smiling in a crowd he leaped high into the air did a prat fall and lay dead as everyone applauded his last performance I stood nearby while Mary Tyler Moore and Mary Poppins tried to get him to resurrect this morning I lay in bed watching the sky…

  • Infinity

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    cfblack
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    You wake up dreaming about the infinite number of smaller and smaller fractions you can divide The distance between zero to one And wonder since the distance between zero to three Is three times the distance between zero to one, Why is three times infinity still only infinity? You decide this plane of existence is…

  • coming or going

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    cfblack
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    Wake from dream, 4 am Listen to Carol breathing Jet flies low over house Coming or going…I do not know Coffee cooling on kitchen counter, 6 am Meditation and prayers in park Online meeting starts real soon Coming or going…I do not know 8-22-23

  • Last night

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    One bright red rose appeared in my dream on a table in vase, on the floor by a door and a window sill. What it means or if it means anything I do not know. 10-25-23

  • Big yellow bus

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    puddle in the street wishing it was the sky reflects its dream school bus pushes past deposits children at the curb traffic stops in both directions free at last they stomp and splash the puddle dry before they race for home 11-14-24

  • Last night

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    Last night I dreamed a dream I did not want to dream ___ I dreamed family and friends were mean and petty to me no matter where I fled they followed and ridiculed me for seeking solitude ___ I woke up angry at my dreaming self for dreaming mean and petty dreams of others and…