It had no shape
It was felt rather than seen
It was envisioned
Within the contours of my dream

...awesome

Jude, These are words of terrific force. In my opinion your dream represents the animal called Hope and you described this in a most unique way. I love your writings.

myth and wonder.... jude-style.... I'm enjoying this explosion of vibrant images and thoughts... ;)

Dear Jude,

In dreams we envisage strange thoughts, those that hide in our sub-concious. All that is needed, is to learn to understand the beauty of their meaning. Beautiful imagery Jude.

warm hugs
Elga

Beautiful images of a great dreamer. Love the excitment of wonder one feels while reading this. Thanks for adding a new image for me to dream about tonight :-)

Thought you were a sun God
Great journey
and kool dream

William ..... Peace

great visuals
could see you there
loved the colors

robert,

hmm...i've journeyed like this before
i like how you make the dream
a composite for reflection

thanks,

d.

The flames were purifying the dream within me,,, onto the shores of my innermost convictions,,, Ya Salam! This is a perfect expression. A poem that resonates in one's soul for a long time, perhaps forever.
Terrific, I agree.

Terrific write Robert!!

Love Tinka

enchanting imagery, beautiful write...

"Dream Scene (a & b)" are so unique. I enjoyed
them very much. Great write.

So beautiful and deep, lovely,

Reindeer

The imagery in this one is very interesting and I find it to be inviting too.

Wonderful imagery. I was standing on the island with you. Great Job, Robert.

If I had such dreams I could never put them on paper as you have.

You are the painter of words my dear friend....cheers...love n luck...BHUWAN

Yup, well me and Sherry seem to taking the same jungle trail through this dream-weaving sequence and are following the same signs through to "Home"! The only other thing that strikes me about this is the intensity of thought which is, as it were, burning a hole in the "paper" here... ESP-type of projected thinking is very powerful, especially with those you "track" with; and I think the subconcscious realms of sleep and dreaming can be a crucible in which such streams can concentrate down to their purest essence. Finding that you are no longer lost must be almost as good as (for me)finding what you thought you had lost... but even better is to discover what you never knew you HAD lost until you find it for the first time - or rather, it finds you!! Like having lived forever in shadows and suddenly walking into true light. Perhaps tomorrow will bring the "killing of the fatted calf", so to speak... hope we are all invited to the feast: your islanders DO seem to be mighty hospitable!! :))) (Damn... and all I was going to do was to cut and paste Sherry's comment... TOMORROW I'll be brief...) TY Kate xx

Allright, I'm hooked....the first two of a wonderful thematic composition....waiting for "C" thru ????Z??.....

Permit me to assume that these two dream episodes are real. After reading them both, I intuit that maybe your perceptions of reality are changing and that you are opening up to deeper levels of conciousness. This can be disconcerting as well as exhilerating. Or am I just "all wet"?! At any rate, I enjoyed both journeys...

well done

Full circle. Nice work, Sir Ace. What kind of tea do you drink?

This poem is fantastic in that it is so subjective for the readers. I see the sun as centering and possessing nurturing warmth and as being the light that chases away fears found in shadowy darkness, and "animal" being perhaps the mother figure. An island (a solitary space) surrounded by fire (trapped, perilous potential). Our child always calls out to our mother when we feel helpless or frightened and her very presence magically relieves all our apprehension and projects feelings of love, comfort and safety. The unconditional love of our Mother lifts us up hand helps us to find our center and our way home. This is awesome writing, Robert.
Take care,
Sherry

Your a great dreamer Robert.......

...that is because you are the sun animal. In reality, no one knows us better than we know ourselves. We just have to be willing to listen to our own voices sometimes. I really like the mood you set with this poem. ~ Sara

Beautiful. :) It was a pleasure to catch up on reading all your latest poems. You're my favorite living poet!

"I found I was no longer lost"...I liked this very much, the symbolism, and the descriptive way you conveyed it. Fantastic, Robert.

Phew, if it were my dream the islanders would have boiled me for eight hours, added spices, and veg, got out the apple sauce, and invite me to dinner.

Glad you found you...

Wonderful piece. I really like the effect left by the last line.

wonderful imagery and wonderful poetry
Love and peace

intoxicating imagery! I'm glad that through this dream and the one before it, your inner child has helped you find yourself again...

etw

An exotic island. Islanders dancing on shore. What a wonderful dream. Reading about your dreams makes me think positively before I go to sleep. Maybe mine will take a turn for the better. Excellent write, my friend, Jude.

Some pretty vivid images here to absorb and think about. I read this a few times and wish I was a dream interpreter cause this one would i'm sure be pretty interesting to decipher. Such depth, great write.


felix