I had a dream

Because my first Oracle-inspired poem was such an odd one, and because Kerfe’s poem was also a strange one in the same way, I went back, using the new word set this time. She gave me a cadralor, less enigmatic, and one of her favourite paintings (by Odilon Redon) to illustrate it.

I had a dream

I had a dream
blue lake violin music
drifting like mist
and in a pool your face smiling.

Salt clings to the skin
a memory of childhood oceans
sea caves echo
with a fading song.

Death waits
beneath every stone in the road
each step takes us closer.
Owls croon uncaring.

Spring shadows
were cool as moon eggs
summer hedges are red
with the flutter of departing chicks.

If I had a thousand lives
I would keep from each one
a single petal
and make one glorious flower.


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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

20 thoughts on “I had a dream”

    1. Yes, it would be something worth passing on to posterity.
      I had to look up farcimen, but I like the idea of moon snails. Not that I imagine they care much what’s in the sky, nor what they’re called, but we make the connections for them.

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