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Reaching back in memory
to when I was a child
the border between wakefulness and dreams
was a gauzy curtain
and I often peeked through
spying on one side
from the other.
I could conjure my favorite dream world
and leave when it threatened to turn nightmarish
but I could never bring back
my dream treasures.
Vague and hazy now
I remember brightly colored toys
cuddly stuffed animals
a sweet, delicate music
and a profound happiness
that I yearned to bring with me
to wakefulness
yet
I always awakened
with empty fists
and arms hugged around nothing
but myself.
When I cried
my mother would ask if I'd had a nightmare
I could never explain
that I was crying
for a happy dream
that I had to leave behind.
submitted for Theme Thursday, Treasure
16 comments:
I always awakened
with empty fists
and arms hugged around nothing
but myself.
haunting imagery, amazing write.
I always seem to wake half way through the best dreams and I can never seem to find my way back
smiles...nice close...yes i understand crying over dreams that were good and must be left behind...i also understand creating dreams to retreat to...
I understand this. Completely.
Ah. I still wake up like that some mornings.
Ah! If only all my dreams were happy ones! Lovely.
Fair play.
"I always awakened
with empty fists
and arms hugged around nothing
but myself.
When I cried
my mother would ask if I'd had a nightmare
I could never explain
that I was crying
for a happy dream
that I had to leave behind."
The eyes and thoughts of our childhood never leave us, I think. You portray childhood here with some sadness but also fondness and longing. Lovely write.
Hi again, Lolamouse.
Forgot to leave my link in case you wish to visit.
http://adura-ojo.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am.html
Aww...I've had some lovely dreams like that...wishing they were real! Beautifully written!~
this is beautiful
Hi Lolamouse,
Yes, those memories can be some of the best treasures out there. Maybe even a children's book in the making. Our imaginations can make some of the treasures if we are willing to see them.
Thanks ever so much for letting us in on your Treasure for this weeks Theme Thursday and playing TT.
God bless.
ahhh... ' crying for a happy dream
that I had to leave behind.' That comes in all sizes. -J
This is lovely--some things are just inexplicable. Thank you.
Beautifully expressed, thank you for sharing!
beautiful.
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