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Dreamspeak
by Charles B. Neff → (All Poetry by Charles B. Neff)
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‘Dreamspeak’ is the fifth of eight poems that were written over many years, starting in a distressing period of my life and reaching – gradually, finally – new understanding. I didn’t plan the individual poems as a coherent collection and didn’t realize the story they told until I recently read through a number of older poems. Those poems felt like preludes to newer ones, revealing, in concert, what was really going on inside me. Though much occurred in my life before the first poem took shape, and though I am still very much alive, I call this collection: Lifecycle. At very least, it traverses the circular path of one of the most significant cycles in my life so far. A new poem will be added for each of the next three weeks. The previous poems in Lifecycle are: Half-Alive, Second Skin, First Guest, and There are Times.
Dreamspeak I had a dream, one of the few I can recall. A voice explained to me a perfect life, Offered a list of simple rules, Be agreeable, ask no questions, just obey. In my dream I went from place to place, And tried those admonitions. They seemed to work, Until I writhed in stifling oppression. Trapped in heavy binding I couldn’t move. Waking just enough under a knotted quilt, I cast it off and dozed back to easy sleep, Comforted not by rules, but necessary choices, And the daily joys of making them.

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on June 27, 2008

Priorities are a constant change, well said...

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Life, in itself, is a game without the rule book to refer to - well done, Charles.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by John Flanagan

This is very good indeed.
John

Reviewed by Barbara Smith

Charles, life cannot be followed by a rules book...we have to suffer through trial and errors before we can learn to accept what we are given in life. "No one's" life runs smoothe, we have to take chances and work things out a little at a time or sometimes the roof will cave in on us. I enjoyed this a lot.

Reviewed by Gene Williamson

Excellent, rules do sometimes get in the way.
I like the way you wrote this, Charles. -gene.

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

well said