Best Rem Poems

pages to a story like dreams to a night 
while consciousness starts to dim unconsciousness remains bright 

like words to a book that composes a plots design 
thoughts create a vision to which a dream refines 

when eyelids act as mirrors and not protective shields...

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Rapid eye movement helps
               restore the dreaming mind,
         regenerating and
recharging its matter.
         Relax and prepare...

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She was free to believe
Everything she was, Everything she could be
Did not just have to be a dream
That if she saw it, it was possible
So she knew she couldn't play it safe
Yet how could the possible seem so impossible
-------------------->She Questioned<--------------------
Could it just be a dream
Like...

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Winters break; here, sitting at the study while thinking of years gone by; a curtain's
Drawn to hide the world; times heart not wishing their melancholy moments amid
Silver powder and black lace lies; casting it's gangrene dream's aside pastels pink...
Infused these red droplets, claiming to be...

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She danced upon my sleepy knife-edge
Rem sleep concealed; my hollow tin ledge
Was the naked girl who stole my show

Labanotation echoed her tarred shamed knees
Free falling from grace, cumulating fees 
Have every my gutter pushed so low?

Integument tally, a dollar per pound
Rumoured lies within; no truth...

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i awoke from my dream of wandering.
it was one in the morning.  shaking my head,
i pulled back the covers and a light appeared.

a form took shape before my eyes; it was a 
female, but she had no skin.  behind her
was a set of...

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running in a dream
overture's in slow motion
dream catcher’s  night train...

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Sigmund sandy dreams
resolute mirthy incomes
tranquil playhouses...

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In purple twilight of REM mode
where loss of reaction dwells.
Inner thoughts corrupt, corrode,
peaceful slumber, anxiety swells.

Eyes flutter trying to concentrate,
directing bodily forces, not there.
Focusing thought to force irate 
confrontation to the obtuse, fare.  

The scene comes and goes away,
we reach within our mind to...

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Somnambulism
GPS is off the grid
Sleep deprivation




Contest Theme: Sleepwalking...

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REM dreams rerun
	the Saturday morning 
	Flash Gordons 
	of my sub-conscience
	on the backs 
	of my eyelids.

	The battle between 
	good and evil, 
	Flash versus Ming the Magnificent, 
	continues unabated 
	in the waking world,
	so I might as well 
	go back to sleep....

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Late one night I did wrestle; with thoughts and dreams in R.E.M.'s gray matter vessel. Twisted words contorted visions melding together: how I wanted to wake. Held captive by R.E.M. He did thawart my escape. Struggle, fight, toss and turn gasping for breath trying hard...

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Are we really here? 
Or do we lie in R.E.M. state 
and this is a dream. 
One from which we will not wake 
until we die within it. 

Worse case, we are here 
and this is our self made hell. 
Just waiting to die. 
When...

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(Gail's Note: Reply Email from Subby Conscience is the sequel to this.)

To: Subby Conscience
From: gadeb@zzzsmail.com
Re: Communication between You and Me
Date: February 4, 2012

Why isn't it easy to call you at will?
Couldn't I just Twitter or email you until
You provide the answer in clear, solid terms
So...

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REM(Gail's note: This is the sequel to the Email to Subby Conscience poem.)

To: gadeb@zzzsmail.com
From: Subby Conscience
Re: Communication between You and Me
Date: February 14, 2012

While I sneak  and scheme in your chaotic REM
I am doing nothing more than being a friend.

Those dream-swirls and ‘mare-tugs purge...

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