I rode my bike to work, in last night’s dream:
It was a fine, warm spring day, in my dream,
Mothers were out with children, in this dream,
And old men walked their dogs through my dream.
I rode from my town to the next, in my dream,
And no one stopped me, no one asked my why,
And I saw two men talking, in my dream,
And even greeting others passing by.
A child—by the canal—was feeding ducks
And moorhens, and waved at me, in my dream;
At crossings I waited for cars and trucks
To pass: just a working day, in my dream.
I can still remember the world of my dream:
It was not so long ago as it may seem.
Note: today’s prompt from napowrimo.net was “write a poem based on an image from a dream.” Because of the Coronavirus emergency, I have been confined at home with my family since the end of February: that means that any dream I may have regards a world I have not seen first-hand for over a month. Any image will do, really. In this dystopic world of ours, anything that seemed real until February 21st, 2020, now seems like a dream. (OK, I’ll stop there, otherwise I’ll start quoting Edgar Allan Poe…)
P.S.: to make the prompt-giver at napowrimo.net happy, I included birds in my dream.
Thanks to Visual Verse for having me with them once more – this time responding in verse to a beautiful picture by Mark Basarah. Read my poem here.
A hatter with a teacup means
I got lost on my way back home.
But a hammer and a teacup is
some imminent catastrophe.
Seagulls wearing ballet slippers
are such a pain to see and hear.
A shark on a wobbly table
is no subject for a fable.
And a dentist in a rowing boat
will leave you in doubt, yet not afloat.
Today’s prompt from napowrimo.net: “write entries for an imaginary dream dictionary. Pick one (or more) of the following words, and write about what it means to dream of these things: Teacup, Hammer, Seagull, Ballet slipper, Shark, Wobbly table, Dentist, Rowboat.” If there is one kind of reference work I don’t care to consult, that’s a dream dictionary. I don’t think I’ve ever seen one. Which means that my use of the prompt has been rather loose once more.