Monday, April 7, 2014

power

dark dreams

the last knife finally drops
no longer pinning shoulder blade robes
clanks to the ground
     done
an era ends

then one new keen blade flashes
stabs to the face

 monk jumps up
bedding flies
               3:37

brews tea
waits by the window
for dawn


4 comments:

  1. HORRIBLE dream, yoiks!!!! Better dreams tonight, hopefully, Ollie.

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  2. Scary dreams but ends with a peaceful morning, eh?

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  3. Dreams can be visceral, and maybe mean more. The collective unconscious hollering at us? Either way we wake up to move through the day.

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  4. Brother Ollie,

    The grateful thanks when 3.37 allowed an escape from that place of fear and terror. The safe and comforting reality found in the warmth of a cup of tea. Calmness gradually instilled, thankfully:)

    Safer Dreams,
    Eileen:)

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