Called a wolf tree
inspired this poem;-)
All I did was redden it a bit...
Oh wondrous womb Where sleep abides Embrace me now So I can hide in Quiet serene solitude And lose this hellish mood
Erase the remnants of the dream With darksome images too extreme The skeletal fingers of wayard vines Ghoulish figures hidden behind They tried to grasp my anatomy Each bush taunting venomously I stumbled as I tried to flee Had snakes crawling over me Banshee laughter filled the air As wild things pulled at my hair
But most gory and frightening A beast made of blood Bled on everything Its vile noxious smell Could only come from hell
In haste I call the host of sleep Enfold me in your tender keep So I can turn my dreams around To where heavenly angels abound
first off, excellent poem and much-needed message for all of us in this time. image is amazing. sweet sleep and a rest from all the tangled terror. Dawn
Our dreams - more specifically - your dreams, have the power to shock others into waking up. I fear your beast of blood has escaped your dreamscape and wanders freely in our fundamentalist forests of ideology.
Hurry up and wake yourself! We need some reason and some sanity!
Perfect image of a nightmare...
This works well as a pure Gothic Poem...
As it has all the elements of an Edgar Allen Poe...
Thanks for sharing and keep up the great work...
Awesome looking tree and I didn't lmow they existed so I thank you for educating me with the pic and knowledge and for the awesome pen...you have the rhythm and the vision to turn this into a legendary write. You go Sister woman!
Love,
Susan
Wow Robert, I've pondered that grotesque growth but never saw the womans face until you mentioned it and I see it now and that is one heck of a theory about it being Adam and Eve in the tree of knowledge. Thank you for pointing it out. Fantastic thought!...Eileen
I saw a wolf face because it's called a wolf tree;-) Couldn't make out the rest of it.
very interesrting, looking at the oddly shaped growth on the side of the tree, i can imagine seeing a man. Visible are his knees, both left and right, he is kneeling in a near fetal position.. His right arm is curled against his chest, as if to be in huddle from the cold. His left arm is draped beneath the right, with its hand sheilding the apendix area. Slumped or shrouded across his back, there is a woman. You can clearly see her face, and the tresses of her hair that fade back like the great wings of an angel across her back. Her face rest atop the mans head, over the mans face. And both appear to be sharing the burden of an enormous size. It is as though the weight of the world is upon their shoulders. Could it be that this is Adam and Eve, entombed in the Tree of Knowlegde, and the burden they share are the Sins of the World?
Sounds like a descent into unholy hell and back again, and has a modern day synthesis with current world events, that are disturbing the harmony of the world, and polarizing the spirit of the Den..
Sad times that we are enduring..
Even Mel Gibson has gone madcap...
Love
Peter
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on August 4, 2006
What a write! You have described the essense of the nightmare. When they are vivid and threatening, you can, as you wrote, smell the blood and gore even as you sleep. It is these kind of dreams that awake you in a sweat-saturated bed.
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Our dreams - more specifically - your dreams, have the power to shock others into waking up. I fear your beast of blood has escaped your dreamscape and wanders freely in our fundamentalist forests of ideology.
Hurry up and wake yourself! We need some reason and some sanity!
Peace and understanding,
B
Abdi-=Noor
peace,
carolyn
This works well as a pure Gothic Poem...
As it has all the elements of an Edgar Allen Poe...
Thanks for sharing and keep up the great work...
Love,
Susan
Very intriguing write and photo.!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
I saw a wolf face because it's called a wolf tree;-) Couldn't make out the rest of it.
Sounds like a descent into unholy hell and back again, and has a modern day synthesis with current world events, that are disturbing the harmony of the world, and polarizing the spirit of the Den..
Sad times that we are enduring..
Even Mel Gibson has gone madcap...
Love
Peter