challenge to lucid dream & new poem

Recently, I’ve had the same night terror, a mild one in the scheme of things–a very tall (10′) figure draped in black–looking much like “death.” This is on one side of the bed. On the other side of the bed, floating is some undetermined glowing amber object. I also had the following dream which defied my tips for lucid dreaming.

(This is also a response to the readwritepoem prompt. For more dream poems go to readwritepoem.org)

last night, glorious
we travel by covered wagon
the earth the world

cats i had lost are found
kittens taken up beloved
orange tabby snuggles inside
pajama sleeve of my young son

we are happy
aswim in the artic
naked slippery singing
salmon dolphins penguins
sun glows above ice around

a predator soars
marine creatures dive vanish
i turn reach for my son
his head is gone bitten off
i grab his hand
pull his body up through water

to daylight to dad he grabs it
my son is dead
no hope for him
i cannot change this
i am lost no breath no life
i black out sink wake
my headless child still

floats beyond
where i can hold him
i must redeem
redream this dream
chase off menace
save us
this time

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3 Comments on “challenge to lucid dream & new poem”

  1. Christine Says:

    What terror you describe in your dream poem. A mother’s greatest fear. Hopefully you will find a symbolic meaning to these images that will guide you toward some closure or wholeness.

  2. artpredator Says:

    this one seems straightforward in terms of interpretation–we are, as a fmaily, on a greaet and wonderful journey, adventure, and yet there are predators in our midst that threaten us…i can and must be vigilant to take care of our family…and must remember when it feels like there is no hope, i can get help, and i can go back and chase off the menace

  3. artpredator Says:

    i also know what the menace is, the predator that theratens–see posts about the asshole neighbors and rituals to protect is etc. it is overwhelming and i feei like i am drowning, but i have to keep working on the nightmare to turn it back into a dream


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