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Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Exchange for Carry on Tuesday

Carry On Tuesday posts: Our prompt this week is the opening lines of the poem Dreams by Paul Laurence Dunbar "Dream on, for dreams are sweet:"


a cycle of buried cells
fires up in the wild sleep
turns the black dreams on

unlike floaters
smoothing frown lines
when sun soothes the bones

she begs to trade dark for light
to choose self-directed reveries
when dreams are sweet

Fractal created in Fractal Explorer, resized and recolored in Irfanview.



Missy said...

I loved the whole poem but the first stanza set the tone of this piece and I loved the whole stanza.


Michelle Johnson said...

My favorite poem of the three you've posted. Dreams can take us places we don't want to go sometimes. And, on the flip side they can take us places we don't want to wake from. Well done.

Old Grizz said...

black dreams and wild sleep
then the sun soothes the bone.

I am utterly speechless. You are truly a fine writer

venus66 said...

A great poem.

Beloved Haiku Dreams said...

As always Sue, excellent. True dreams sometime take us where we would not go but ah when they are sweet, we would not leave.

love, Melanie

Janet Jarrell said...

This is both visually and poetically wonderful.

Dee Martin said...

I love the last stanza - she begs to trade dark for light, to choose self-directed reveries. To choose to turn away from nightmare to pleasant dreams, that would be a marvelous choice :)