They say we dream the more intensely just before we wake up.
Many if not most people love to dream of waking in a loved one’s arms.
Many if not most people love to dream of waking in a loved one’s arms.
Some such dreams do come true, of course, but not for
everyone. and not without our having to first 'get real' by fighting off off any self-consciousness, getting out there to try and
meet that special someone instead of sitting back and waiting for him or her to simply come
our way. In the meantime, we get to meet some interesting people, make some
good friends, broaden our horizons and generally acquire a social identity more likely to make us an altogether more interesting person to know, maybe even to love…
Positive thinking can defeat even the worst nightmares, especially when it becomes a habit likely to surface from even murkiest depths of the human subconscious.
Me, I only discovered the passionate side of love but once, in someone who was killed in a road accident abroad not long after we had found each other, but such is life sometimes, and it was well worth every heartbeat just to have been in love and have it reciprocated even for a short time. Love, of course, is a many-sided creature, and we need to remember that; love for family, friends, pets and places too, all have their place in the heart that remains open to them even after certain doors slam shut.
Positive thinking can defeat even the worst nightmares, especially when it becomes a habit likely to surface from even murkiest depths of the human subconscious.
Me, I only discovered the passionate side of love but once, in someone who was killed in a road accident abroad not long after we had found each other, but such is life sometimes, and it was well worth every heartbeat just to have been in love and have it reciprocated even for a short time. Love, of course, is a many-sided creature, and we need to remember that; love for family, friends, pets and places too, all have their place in the heart that remains open to them even after certain doors slam shut.
DAWN PRELUDE
Seconds before dawn,
taste and smell of silence
invading the senses,
listening out for love,
Poetry of Life, inspiring
dreamers worldwide
listening out for love,
Poetry of Life, inspiring
dreamers worldwide
Seconds before dawn,
laughing among old gods
before responding
to their wake-up call,
reflecting on getting real
to their wake-up call,
reflecting on getting real
with our dreams
Seconds before dawn
gets to strike its first blow
to send us reeling
from those home truths
alerted to a centuries-old
gets to strike its first blow
to send us reeling
from those home truths
alerted to a centuries-old
war on dreams
Seconds before dawn
trust fear to give the heart
cause to miss a beat,
allow breathing space
to reassert its disputed role
as a lead player
Seconds before dawn,
we rediscover in ourselves
whatever raison d’être
asks we but keep in view,
if only to see us on our way
into another day
Seconds before dawn
trust fear to give the heart
cause to miss a beat,
allow breathing space
to reassert its disputed role
as a lead player
Seconds before dawn,
we rediscover in ourselves
whatever raison d’être
asks we but keep in view,
if only to see us on our way
into another day
Seconds before dawn,
caressed by its shadows,
seduced by its charms,
comes you-me-us, where
hope springs eternal, the stuff
of all our dreams
hope springs eternal, the stuff
of all our dreams
Copyright R. N. Taber 2007, 2018
[Note: An earlier version of this poem appears in Accomplices to
Illusion by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2007.]
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