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Dabbling In Dreams

The cotton candy clouds melted in my mouth as I flew over the menacing tiger who was crouched with his mouth open catching all my loose teeth I flew away quickly not wanting to be within his reach, Then before I knew it I was traveling on a speeding train in a cabin looking out the window at the torrential rain the train now floating haphazardly in the rising water I swam out the window and used a cushion as a floater, I kept floating losing my attire in the swift current till I reached a town standing naked in front of a merchant who pointed and gasped until embarrassed I ran away into a crowd of onlookers who gasped with dismay, Running away down the sidewalk I looked at my feet which were dry and cracked from the searing heat fully dressed again I was once more a pigtailed youngster pedaling quickly away from some invisible monster, Next thing I was in my bathing suit frolicking in a big wave getting knocked down I felt like I was in a daze suddenly I felt a strangers warm compassionate hand pick me up out of the water and place me on dry land, To which my alarm suddenly woke me up out of my hazy dream disheveled I tried to remember it as I looked out the window screen. 1-20-18

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Date: 1/21/2018 7:37:00 PM
I rarely remember my dreams but I do remember quite a few of them where I could fly. You definitely captured the feeling of dreams though. Good write!!
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Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 1/21/2018 7:47:00 PM
Same here; very rarely remember them myself but remember when younger flying in them quite a bit! Thanks so much for very kind comment and visit Pat; really appreciate it!~Che :)
Date: 1/21/2018 8:26:00 AM
We have all been there.. I always have dreams of this mystical woman, I wonder if it is my twin flame calling me.... some great lines in this poem Che..
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Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 1/21/2018 10:13:00 AM
Could be as anything is possible in our dreams! Thanks so much for very kind comment and visit Silent One; really appreciate it!~Che :)
Date: 1/21/2018 6:47:00 AM
Well written, Cheryl, you captured the way dreams seem to meander aimlessly from thought to thought. John
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Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 1/21/2018 9:00:00 AM
Yes, meandering is definitely a good way to describe dreams! Thanks so much for very kind comment and visit John; really appreciate it!~Che :)
Date: 1/21/2018 1:01:00 AM
Really enjoyed this, beautiful flow, its amazing how you go from scene to scene in a dream and those that are so good that when you wake up, you try and go back to sleep to carry on with it. I think we've all had the standing in the altogether one and you cringe when you awake haha. Regards Tom.
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Cheryl Hoffman
Date: 1/21/2018 8:59:00 AM
Yes, those moments are the ones when we definitely cringe and feel like were frozen with fear and cannot run when we desperately want to! Thanks so much for very kind comment and visit Tom; really appreciate it!~Che :)

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