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  Dream Scene (o) ... Fear Control
by jude forese
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
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In my dream, I am sinking into quicksand
Looking up into the sky
Into the depths of my fear

The fear of being consumed
By an overwhelming force
Harboring my thoughts inside its hallowed grasp

Yet, for the moment I am poised in dream time

Aware I am sinking into heavy sand
Yet assured that there is no real danger

As I look upward
I can see a giant Ichthyornis
With a tree trunk held within its feet

It swooped down
Releasing the tree trunk over the crater
I have been slowly sinking into

Catching onto the edges

Strange how deep this pit is
Yet how close my hands are
To embracing
The solid oak link of support and liberation

Given to me
By some symbolic prehistoric trepidation

I feel this driving force,
An inner power
Gravitating me downward
Then propelling me upward

Now I am left standing on this bridge,
On this lifeline
Balancing my movement

Understanding control
Is secured only when you recognize
It's always just within your grasp



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Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg 7/23/2005
the imagery flashed the tar pits in my mind..sometimes we have that sinking feeling..until we believe we can get out of it
Reviewed by Ronald Hull 6/24/2005
Wild dream. Must look that creature up.

Ron
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik 6/24/2005
It is, indeed, Jude. Perhaps I'm entirely off the page here but I think you have described the last throes of falling deeply in love, when that last inch of doubt (do I want this?) is finally dissolved.

I'm stickin' to that and saying I thought it was very uniquely told, symbolically as well as visually. Familiarity with a theme doesn't take anything from the telling. You say it well. katy xox
Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen 6/24/2005
Well said, Poet. To embrace our fears; to embrace death-- this is the stuff of liberation...
Your work is invaluable, Sir Ace.
Best,
Carolyn
Reviewed by Susan Barton (Reader) 6/24/2005
bridges are cool - transition and change
Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader) 6/23/2005
So very Inspirational. Magnificent! I love the tree thrown in there the depth of the hole. this poem is absolutley a keeper and be great for everyone, everywhere! Thanks (c :)
Reviewed by Sherry Heim 6/23/2005
The only way we can be held back is if we either believe that we are incapable of moving forward or we choose to believe that the will of another is stronger than our own and relinquish our fate to them. Allowing negativity to seep in around the edges of our resolve and sap our strength is a way that we sabotage our selves when we don't wish to accept the responsibility for our own lives and future. It is not easy to maintain focus in a world that seems to be spinning out of control but it is essential if we intend to save our selves. The power to reach our own destiny is within each of us. This is an excellent and sage write, Robert. Cool dream!
Take care,
Sherry
Reviewed by Kate Burnside 6/23/2005
...logged on just to say "hate to say it, but told you so!" - about the response your writes elicit, I mean. Both fear and love are spiritual in essence and, when we throw out the questions, I believe we do get answers and solutions back. But to get anything, we do have to ask and question - to dialogue and not be passive. I know from experience that it is almost "worth" the pit to make this discovery - though we wouldn't have chosen it for ourselves! Great conclusion in both senses, Jude... we regain control when we realise that we always have it to start with. More bread for the hungry here... TY - be well and balanced! K xx
Reviewed by Cynth'ya cynthyaspeaks@gmail.com 6/23/2005
I can see a giant Ichthyornis too Ace; it's called Social Security privitazation.

blessin's to you,
cynth'ya
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 6/23/2005
Robert,

Wise words you pen...now would you send your Ich...Icky...Ichthyornis *whatindeheck is THAT??* over here when it's storming? His wingspan should protect me from any bolt of lightning or roar of tornado!!!!

An awesome write--another keeper you've penned, thanks. :) I love the way you think/write. :) BRAVO!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
Reviewed by Tiana ~ (Reader) 6/23/2005
Your dreams has a way of delivering messages that comes at the right time ... Awesome!
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) 6/23/2005
Day fore yesterday I really did sink in bog, where the lake is drying up. Almost had to break my ankle to free myself. Man did I stink.

Theres a great metaphorical message given here. Cleverly done..
Reviewed by Edwin Larson 6/23/2005
Shades of Castaneda...Another great write in your 'Dream Scene' series Sir Ace!!!

EDL
Reviewed by Sue Hess 6/23/2005
yes the imagery is perfect...it is always within our grasp...how often i have to remind myself of those words robert
Reviewed by Kate Clifford 6/23/2005
An amazing dream that could be scary, and yet you found the wisdom within it. Thank you for sharing this with us.
Reviewed by Dawn Richerson 6/23/2005
Life is but a dream. Row, row your boat. Reach, reach through the fear. Thanks for this one. Dawn
Reviewed by Carole Mathys 6/23/2005
A fascinating, insightful write Jude, as only you can do!

Peace, Carole
Reviewed by George Carroll 6/23/2005
A very sagacious write
Reviewed by Edward Lupinacci 6/23/2005
I knew I should have looked up when I was in the same pit
all I saw was crabgrass
This is a great write and gave me the opportunity to take the jouney and look deep inside. I so indentify with this poem
Reviewed by Roger Ochs 6/23/2005
Strange how deep this pit is
"Yet how close my hands are
To embracing
The solid oak link of support and liberation

Given to me
By some symbolic prehistoric trepidation"

Dynamite presentation. Jung would be proud.
Reviewed by Felix Perry 6/23/2005
This is one insightful poem and I thank you for thaking us along on your voyage into the inner sanctum, well done Jude..

Felix
Reviewed by Henry Stevens 6/23/2005
The title said dream, the content was a nightmare, the last stanza was the magic. Thanks. Henry
Reviewed by Sandie Angel 6/23/2005
Oh Robert!!!!! This one was EXCELLENT!!!!!! It is so amazing that you can write this kind of uplifting poetry sooo well!!!!!

Yes, how we choose in life to sink, swim or even lift ourselves up is just within grasp of ourselves only. It's really our own choice.

What an eye-opener this morning!!!!!! Great job!!!!! You do this so well!!!!!

Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o)
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 6/23/2005
Though provoking read!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Chanti Niven 6/23/2005
Dear Jude,
Wonderful inspirational message contained within this vivid poem. I enjoy the rich symbolism of your dream scenes and find myself becoming deeply introspective as a result. Thank you!
with love
Chanti
Reviewed by E T Waldron 6/22/2005
Great finale showing that when we recognize control is within grasp we need not fear. Glad the saurian type bird didn't take you away;-)
Your dreams are always exciting and meaningful!

Eileen
Reviewed by Maria Lupinacci 6/22/2005
Jude,

I so love this!
Reviewed by m j hollingshead 6/22/2005
good one
Reviewed by Ed Matlack 6/22/2005
Sinking into quicksand? Present more body area so that you do not sink faster...supposedly lay across the sand and you won't sink & struggling only makes you sink faster...tried it and it works when visiting 'Nam with the military in 72'...man, I DO NOT want your dreams...Ed

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