April 30, 2008...3:41 pm
nighttime enigmas, NaPoWriMo 30
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nighttime enigmas
I often dream about classrooms,
never empty, choked highways,
elastic cars with too much leg room,
their steering wheels spiraling away.
What haven’t I learned?
A transcript says I never passed
math, students leave before we adjourn,
parking lots have glassed
over with ice, no headlights
to brighten my path.
I am an actor who needs to re-write
my lines. The director is no empath.
There’s a message I’ve ignored,
but once deciphered, will reap rewards.
~*~
3WW: empty, highway, ignored
Photo credit: road crossing, by Ali Taylor, stockxchange.
16 Comments
April 30, 2008 at 3:59 pm
i so love the thought that the dreams are attempting to answer life’s questions… and here i am about to have an hours inspirational nap!!! have i mentioned i have taken to keeping a mini recorder next to the bed,, in case i feel something just must be dictated and i am too damn lazy to wake all the way up???
i have transcribed one poem directly from dream thus far and it is posted on the ink pot… hold on i’ll get you a link, dreamweaver…..
http://theinkpot.why-paisley.com/?p=464
April 30, 2008 at 4:54 pm
Ah, I love the dream quality -
April 30, 2008 at 5:23 pm
I’ve had those dreams, too! Beautiful sonnet!
April 30, 2008 at 5:58 pm
Dream imagery is just so powerful.
It comes across in this.
April 30, 2008 at 7:03 pm
You imagery is so good. It jumps out for me. I love sonnets!
BTW, I did not write any Patchwork poetry this week. No time and no net either!
April 30, 2008 at 8:39 pm
There is such a thing as a car with too much leg room?!?!?!
April 30, 2008 at 9:52 pm
Dreamy sonnet.
April 30, 2008 at 9:54 pm
TC, I changed the line, hopefully to make the image clearer: cars with so much leg room the driver can’t reach the steering wheel.
April 30, 2008 at 10:20 pm
The last two lines are the bees knees.
May 1, 2008 at 1:53 am
Yes, the last two, faberooni but the whole thing really, I just really like where your mind goes with stuff. ‘elastic cars with too much leg room,
their steering wheels spiraling away’……a brilliant image.
May 1, 2008 at 6:34 pm
Oh, you are SO good at capturing that dream-state atmosphere! Love, love, love it. And I love your use of rhyme - the words fit so well that I didn’t even notice the rhyme scheme until my second read through. Felt very natural.
May 1, 2008 at 7:55 pm
lovely poem, quite mysterious and yet quite also revealing
May 1, 2008 at 9:48 pm
This was truly stunning writing, so refined and ethereal yet raw!! excellent - i teach and too often your dream spaces of choked highways are my reality…stunning.
May 2, 2008 at 6:36 pm
great dream poem… it is simply beautiful in the flow and visions… as ntg sed those last two lines…
May 3, 2008 at 5:39 am
I love poems on dreams… They feel so out of this world. A very good piece of writing.
May 4, 2008 at 6:42 pm
C, this is stunning. The writing and the image both. Hats off.
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