oh what an eerie old liquor bottle...and its message...alone....gotta be a dream if the tractor starts on the first try...just saying...ha....smiles. nice close gail.
this could be one of my dreams, mine are all weird and never make any sense to me.. i don't prod bob awake or hold his hand, but he wakes up from me talking out loud or yelling for help or trying to scream
I hate it when dreams take my work away. Thor should mind his own business. The husband can't help, but at least he marks your place between the covers and keeps the bed warm. Nicely played.
I close the curtains
On a foggy August morning
Realizing it was
A dream
That woke me
I had dreamed
An old tractor
Cranked the first try
To help me
Move a mountain
Thor yielded his hammer
The mountain disappeared
I became an Ice Queen holding nothing
Except an old liquor bottle
Winking Morse code for alone
Climbing back into bed
I held my sleeping husband's hand
As if he could save me
From all the dangers
That come with dreams
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August 5, 2014 at 7:23 PM
Sometimes dreams are so real, if we wake up we are afraid to go back to sleep. We might be in the same dream again.
August 5, 2014 at 7:26 PM
Sometimes dreams are so real, if we wake up we are afraid to go back to sleep. We might be in the same dream again.
August 5, 2014 at 7:27 PM
dreams -
August 5, 2014 at 7:34 PM
oops - there is nothing like to touch of a warm hand near us to sooth us after dreams
August 5, 2014 at 7:35 PM
Next time wake him up so he can stand guard. (My wife prods me awake when she has a bad dream.)
August 5, 2014 at 7:45 PM
Cool that one's husband can protect one from all dangers from dreams. Nice sentiments in your writing, Gail.
August 5, 2014 at 8:01 PM
What a dream but I am glad you had your hubby's hands to keep you safe & secure ~
August 5, 2014 at 8:38 PM
Beautifully written--the bottle winking Morse code for alone is so powerful! Excellent work.
August 5, 2014 at 8:47 PM
oh i bet he could save you... dreams can get so strange and real and it helps to grab the warm hand of the loved one..smiles
August 5, 2014 at 11:18 PM
The image of having to move a mountain with only an old tractor makes the angst of some nightmares so real.
August 6, 2014 at 12:19 AM
love this dreamy strangeness and the warmth in the closing lines...
August 6, 2014 at 6:02 AM
Lovely story. Made me smile.
August 6, 2014 at 7:12 AM
this could be one of my dreams, mine are all weird and never make any sense to me.. i don't prod bob awake or hold his hand, but he wakes up from me talking out loud or yelling for help or trying to scream
August 6, 2014 at 8:56 AM
great imagery and super sentiment. Love the way you think.
August 6, 2014 at 9:19 AM
that's some dream you had..very nice :)
August 6, 2014 at 11:48 AM
Dreams can be so vivid.
August 6, 2014 at 2:03 PM
the last line is so cute... may he be your knight in shining armour!! :)
August 6, 2014 at 2:34 PM
I hate it when dreams take my work away. Thor should mind his own business. The husband can't help, but at least he marks your place between the covers and keeps the bed warm. Nicely played.
August 7, 2014 at 6:46 AM
Nice one, Gail. And I especially love the ending.
=)
August 7, 2014 at 1:35 PM