Dreaming Again
I think I've said before that sometimes I dream little verses, and wake up with them fully formed in my head.
I don't know why my subconscious mind puts things in verse. Why can't it put them in great poetry, or sublime oil paintings? I am a bit embarrassed about the whole thing really.
But I woke up this morning at half past six with this:
When I am old, and you are dead
I shall not care what things are said
I shall not care what things are done
I shall not care for anyone.
I wasn't thinking of any person in particular, or any particular event: I just had a rather gloomy feeling about the passage of time.
Oh well, at least it was only one short verse. If they get any longer, or more frequent, I think I'll just be keeping quiet about it in case the men in white coats come calling.
I don't know why my subconscious mind puts things in verse. Why can't it put them in great poetry, or sublime oil paintings? I am a bit embarrassed about the whole thing really.
But I woke up this morning at half past six with this:
When I am old, and you are dead
I shall not care what things are said
I shall not care what things are done
I shall not care for anyone.
I wasn't thinking of any person in particular, or any particular event: I just had a rather gloomy feeling about the passage of time.
Oh well, at least it was only one short verse. If they get any longer, or more frequent, I think I'll just be keeping quiet about it in case the men in white coats come calling.
posted by Daphne at 6:12 pm
7 Comments:
How strange. The mind is very strange. The verse thing is unusual too.
When I am dead and dream no more,
And you are on the other shore,
I'll think of Leeds and London's fog
And smile with God about your blog.
As subconscious verses go I would say yours is excellent, albeit (as you say) a little gloomy. I hope your waking hours are a little cheerier.
Keep a pen and pad beside the bed and in no time you'll have enough to fill a book of verse.......and a better book than most on the market.
And then I can say I discovered you....and get 25%.
Yeah, dream on !
I never ever ever remember anyof my sleep writing. I'm so jealous.
Ken - - yes, I think many would agree that my mind is very strange!! And the verse thing is not unusual for me - it's happened all my life from time to time.
Bob - most enjoyable, thank you.
Ruth - - thank you - - yes, it WAS rather gloomy, I do a lot of worrying in my sleep!
Silverback - thank you - - find a publisher and the 25% is yours!
Mike - I wouldn't remember it for long - I do keep a pen and paper by the bed because if I didn't write it instantly it would vanish!
The gloomy passage of time indeed, and yet the alternative is death. But I know the feeling.
Word veri: Mooni
Rather apt!
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