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Oh, for the chance to sleep;
To drift and dream in sweet repose
To slumber, nestled in the arms
Of peace and warmth, with no
Expectation of anything other than
To see delightful things; to watch entranced
As the sub-conscious begins to work
Unloading merry thoughts, which dance
Like gorgeous faeries on a summer’s day
Or flower-heads bobbing in a meadow breeze
Delicious scenes unfold bright colour and fun
No angst or anguish comes with such as these.
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Alas, for this is not mine to enjoy
For two days now, my dreams have turned to war
Unconscious bends and I am trapped in dark
Upon waking, wonder what on earth it’s for
I definitely do not want to prophet
I hope no portent in these blood-soaked nights
No omen in the beaches that I storm
For modern warfare this; no kings, no knights,
No fairytales herein – the story’s to survive
Kill or be killed, and from necessity
I strangle, stab, behead, spill lives untold
Til waking ends this darkest side of me
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I always dream in technicolour
With characters, set and plot
But lately I wish upon waking
That these dreams could be forgot
Oooh…nice!
I have had end of the world apocalyptic dreams where we are all living in underground caves. And in one, I’m trying to escape or else I’ll be killed. Someday, I am going to have to write it into a book. LOL
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Last night I was storming beaches with a band of…dunno – we were some kind of soldiers with swords, and we sprung a surprise attack from the water, and I beheaded so many people that I was meta-thinking “this sword’s gonna get blunt soon, and I’m not going to be able to kill any more people, and then I’m going to die, because someone will get to me first.” It was horrible – there were heads and headless bodies everywhere.
The night before that I was trapped in a school with some kids, and child-soldiers came in and were going to attack, so I strangled them. I woke up absolutely disgusted with myself. Where the HELL is this shit coming from, I want to know.
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What the hell huh? I always wonder where some of the violence in my dreams comes from then I bounce it off someone who knows me well enough and it becomes obvious… I can never seem to figure it out for myself then someone looks at me after I tell them the dreams and if they could say DUH! without insulting me I think they would… Who the hell knows where this crap comes from? Well done depiction of it though!
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I need to figure out someone who knows me well enough. I usually get a weird look from husby…
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It helps to have therapist friends but really I think my own therapist is best at it.
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Ah. Might need to consider that at some point. You never know.
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I think you must be channeling…;-)
Whom I have no idea. LOL
Just try to stay out of Dracula’s way. He might think you’re after him. 🙂
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LOL It’s been a very weird couple of days. Fortunately I slept last night without remembering what my dreams were, when I woke up this morning. I think I’m glad not to know!
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I’m sorry. That’s just rotten. Sometimes a side effect of some meds, I’ve heard.
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Ohhhhh now THAT is something I hadn’t considered…
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[…] having changed, and the presence of some incredibly WEIRD dreams for the past two nights running, in which I was at war, and woke up neither rested nor peaceful, but pretty well freaked out and haunted by bloodthirsty […]
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This poem is great, I feel you…. 🙂 I don’t write Horror fiction called: “Just a Nightmare?” for no reason.
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I wasn’t keen, I can tell ya that!
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Oh babe!!! NOT good. The no sleeping and bad dreams stuff is not good- the POEM is beautifully worded as you portrayed the perfect picture of what so many struggle with at night. But I am just HEART sick that you are going through this… ugh.
Message me when you can? I’ll be around today… I am praying for your peace, love.
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Thanks – I’ll be in touch. I slept soundly last night and didn’t remember my dreams this morning, which was a HUGE relief 😀
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I had just decided to take an afternoon nap when I saw your headline. Now I don’t know if I want to our not.
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Did you, in the end? I hope your dreams were okay!
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Had a terrific nap it was the waking up that was kind of creepy!
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Yeah – so I just read! WOW! That’s very very very weird!
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She has Alzheimer’s and can’t stand to have me out of her sight. I usually don’t take a nap in the middle of the day but I’ve been getting up at 4 a.m. everyday for the last 2 weeks and it must have caught up with me today.
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That’s VERY early. Bless her boots though for not managing with you out of sight. Must be very draining for you! And creepy, on this occasion.
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I hope they are getting better. I know that restless nights are no fun.
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They seem to be (thank goodness). Last night it was back to school for me, and the ubiquitous ‘all the toilets are broken or WRONG, and I really need to gooooooo” dream. Which is at least better than bloodthirsty, even if it’s annoying 🙂
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