I woke last night from a scary dream
Not a nightmare
Just a dream that scared me to death
I dreamed I was young again
And had to do it all over
Learning
Growing up
Failing to grow up
Loving you
Losing you
It was all there, in that dream
The nightmare of sixteen again
The horror of my twenties
The failure of my thirties
I’m going to stop there
This is a poem
Not truth or dare
Let’s just say it was no fun dream
That being me those years
Was something I never want to be again
And leave it at that
Just a scary dream
Thank God
well said & amen. although, there are things i would like to do over i would like to have the hard earned wisdom i have today before i did 'em agin'.
TX
I hear ya...maybe if it was one of those pads with that cellophane paper that you lift up and erase the image completely and go back and start totally new it might be okay...nah...it is still hell...the struggle makes us strong...no, the struggle is just that...a struggle...GREAT poem
To have to relive some of the events in my life would indeed be a scary dream to me. I think I could also find some very good dreams from my past as well. I lived it and I survived, no need for me to walk that pathway again. We live, we learn and we go on living. Interesting write, Sue. Makes me think about alot of what got me to this place today.
Take care,
Sherry
Are we not the exact sum total of all our life experiences, be they good or ill? I struggle with that notion as well, but would gladly relive the horrible pain to be here as I am once more...
oh yes Sue
I do see what you meant!
this is a grand poem on self reflection
things that won't vanish from memory!
This is deep stuff here (mine was meant to poke fun at myself)
pax A
the only thing worse than that dream is the one where you wake up, roll out of bed, go through your morning routine, get stuck in traffic on the way to work, and when you get there, you wake up...and do it all over again...
Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
Reviewed on April 3, 2005
Super poem. not truth or dare. Perfect!
That is pretty scarey for most of us.I know it would be me.
What a dream. Thank goodness, like you say, only a dream
Thank You (c:)
Sweet and Peaceful Dreams tonight and Every night.
I appreciate your down-to-earth style, Sue. Arn't you glad you're where you're at in life?! Would I go back? For one glorious moment I can think of, otherwise I love being the age I am...
Dreams can be so real that they haunt for days. This sounds like one of those;-) I had one too not long ago about when I was married, and it was not one I ever want to have again.
Great write Sue!
A touching, loving and spirtual insight of the dying process, filled with peace, smiles and starting on their journey, taking me with them as far as I could go, returning back with something I didn't have before. Will be out early in 2010..on Kindle
TX
Take care,
Sherry
Are we not the exact sum total of all our life experiences, be they good or ill? I struggle with that notion as well, but would gladly relive the horrible pain to be here as I am once more...
Excellent articulation of an ancient pasttime.
B
Love Tinka
I do see what you meant!
this is a grand poem on self reflection
things that won't vanish from memory!
This is deep stuff here (mine was meant to poke fun at myself)
pax A
well done
love and peace
Huda
That is pretty scarey for most of us.I know it would be me.
What a dream. Thank goodness, like you say, only a dream
Thank You (c:)
Sweet and Peaceful Dreams tonight and Every night.
All Evil In This World Everybody Has Bad Dreams Asleep And Or Awake_
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TRASK
Great write Sue!
Eileen