crazy dream

[MystyrMystyry]

went back in time
where Bowie lived
ordered ham salad roll
bread, filling, sauces
even the butter streak
strips of rubbery plastic
tried to complain
pointing angrily
woofed it hungrily

next on a bus
her birthday
having a party
but I have school
pass shops and bars
houses nondescript
doggies root
human style
trip takes a while

must be early
draw on blackboard
tinkle on piano
read, write, and wait
chat to cleaners
spot helicopters
sit in empty room
before hat I doff
must be a day off

walk to her place
only her and me
and a broken fridge
eventually it occurs
it's the wrong house
she's the wrong her
should be next door
or down the street
people to meet

trickle of guests
fill the house
tired of clothes
switch to sheet toga
begin a trend
soon they're unruly
loud and decadent
now a towel sarong
it doesn't catch on

time to leave
chasing potatoes
rolling in gutter
everyone follows
but unconcerned
that the world
has warped
out of place
tilted in space

[AuntShecky]

An article I've read years ago explained dreams, not in the Freudian sense, but as a way the brain "sorts" out information and files it in our memory. Hence the seemingly disjointed, "crazy" images (or as your verse shows, ordinary things out of focus, out of place, out of time frames.)

Something I've always wondered about-- why do some people have the ability to remember their dreams, while others, such as yours fooly, never could? Probably means your ol' auntie is nuts.

[Delta40]

I thought it was something to do with the REM state and when people come out of them which determines whether they will remember their dreams. Medications can change these states too. People who are in the state near waking are most likely to remember the dream than those who are not and they usually maintain a familiar sleep pattern. Something like that anyway...so you're not nuts auntie.

Interesting poem MM. Would have liked to see some kind of waking at the end.

[MystyrMystyry]

Thanks Aunty :)

I'm not sure about people who don't recall their dreams, but when I wake up those first few hours are generally for me alone to work out my bearings. No radio or television or news if I can help it (though there are strange exceptions, perhaps predictive even if I don't subscribe to it: once it was 3:30 am and I turned on the tv for some reason - NBC Today and 911 reported as it was happening. Michael Jackson was another - a host of things which seem coincidental)

Anyway - dreams are for my journal which goes back to '95, though with gaps when I was otherwise indisposed/pressed for time - unfortunate really because I've had some great ones (on the strength of my subconscious many's the time I've sprung awake and thought 'I'm a bloody genius!'


Dreams are good for you :)


Thanks Delta :)

With this there was no real waking, just a slow drifting half-sleep into consciousness

I think you're right - there's just a lot of electric brain activity at certain points during sleep and we remember (if we do) just the last few seconds of what's gone on - sad really, hours of great material vanished into the void forever :(