Confusing Dreams
I woke with images flashing
Through my head
Incomplete and confusing dreams
Like a montage on the wall.
She straddled me
Like a cowgirl
Riding a wild pony
Named Macaroni.
Suddenly I was cooking
Something sweet
Splashing oil on a hot pan
Sprinkling brown sugar
Making Caramel.
She took my tongue
Between her soft lips
Swallowing it gently
Savoring it with pleasure.
Slowly releasing it
While inhaling its taste
Making that delicious
Wet moistening sound
That drives men wild.
The scene faded to black
Where I found myself
In Central Park
Picnicking
Eating frank and beans
Spaghettis
With marshmallows on the stick.
On a table I sat with four
Playing dominos
I laid a tile facing up
It turned into a Mahjong piece
Where instead of reading dots
I was confused
With unknown characters
Facing me
She was so lovely
She begged me not leave
But my time was up
I had to wake
To a beautiful sunny morning
All confused about her, me
And the Montage on the wall.
By: William Bonilla
11/29/08
“D’Artagnan”
Only your heart really knows William!
I had a few dreams recently, and one stuck in my mind long after, our ceiling opening up in a V shape and water trickling in and then it poured, I was scared and sweaty when I awoke
I think you were hungery before bed, Love your dreaming style! and imageries are striking!
That words straddled, conjures a wobbly YeeHaw feeling!
WRITE ON!
Warmest of Blessings, Light and Love, Warrior Purple Lady SHEExooo
STay Positive! Through the peace of life's serenity....
Sweetness, & Sensuality are all very delish
Peace, Love & Poetry
Embraced~Embrassé
Vickie
I feel we could really write a classic romance novel.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
peace and love to you, Carole~
I had to wake
It's terrible when time runs out on a marvelous dream, D'Artagnan.
fee
Then again, she most be something special to set such an excellent poet afire! ! !
Georg
My son in law is a Ga. State Trooper for 7 years. This past week he had to take someone out. He is ok with it as am I. Sometimes schit happens. It is the job you have. Sad, but it happens. You understand, I know. My best to you and family for a Blessed New Year.
Walt
Be well,
Sheri
Sounds like a treat to me, even if confusing
all dreams are anyway, might have been several
different dreams. it is said we may dream up to
5 dreams in one night, that's why they are always
mixed up;-) Superb poem!...Eileen