uneasy (haibun)


bedtime story
the wide eyes
of the child

fairytales myths superstitions
princesses and witches
the wicked and the good
amazing how they surface
years later in the night
dreaming of meadows
next thing a monster
and your only option
in the chase is  to fly
but what happens
if it can fly too?

a child’s cry —
just a dream
murmurs her mother

Carpe Diem #471, Uneasy

22 thoughts on “uneasy (haibun)

  1. We are never certain what creates the food of our children’s or our own nightmares.
    I think the oddest dreaming though is attempting to wake up while still dreaming.
    I’ve done that a few times, thinking I was fully awake just to get out of a dream, but was not (really yet awake).

    I did read or was told that by writing down a dream – ‘it’ became honored to be remembered so much that ‘it’ would respectfully leave you alone. ~Jules

        1. I’ve done that occasionally. I try to do small verse to keep the idea or just get up to write or take notes.

          Imagination is a wonderful gift.

          I really like today’s CD – Dreamtime is a wonderful story.

    1. I brought back the tail end of one once:

      And the child was found
      wandering in the forest
      asking what loneliness is
      while her mother
      drank her father
      from the narrow pool.

      don’t ask me what that is all about but the poem was quite long and beautifully rhythmical.

      1. Wow. This is lovely. Perhaps if I think about it in advance I can convince my dream self to bring me a poem gift. I keep a pen and paper and a wind-up light next to the bed.

        1. Belinda,
          Very true. Your recent antiwar poem (very good writing) and art (black with cuts) has sent my husband on a dream/thought/poetry journey about the effects of world war one on his father that have carried through him into our family. His dad survived the invasion in Normandy.

          Thanks for your inspirational writing.

        2. I used to wonder about the “seventh generation” thing. I get it now. People may not even know what it is that they’re carrying around and transmitting to their children. It could come from many generations back. History is important.

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