Tag: my dreams
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dream of a home with the lights out
a man wanders into my dream; i sit up from the floor and say, “i just fainted.” he looks at me and says, “what?” his dog bounces around on the leash lunging at glimmers of light in the dark room. “can you turn on the light, please?” i continue, “i am afraid.” he says, “you […]
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Dream of You Dancing on the Beach
I found myself stressing little decisions of normalcy and possible ways I was annoying people just before bed, and instead of a proverb or a chastisement came…You…dancing on the beach, and it was summer there. 😊☀️🏝. I realized your identity was not perfectly defined, and my view of you was a little blurry as you […]
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The Dream of Your Ex
The dreams I’ve had with your ex, you are not in them, and he’s floated in…And he is unusually still, like a potato on my counter-type of presence, does not speak—any conversation already begun, stops. He seems to operate by a different law of gravity. I never met the man or spoke to him either. […]
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“Your Name”
(a prose poem) by Jade Nicole Beals I’d loved your name as soon as I’d seen it, like I knew it would be yours. One night I dreamed you, it was finally you, I see you were pretty envied for how beautiful you are, I wanted to be your friend, and let the jealous have […]
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[vision]
a dream vignette prose poem A turning comes within my chest within within my chest the heart within the heart within: closed eyes comes a vision: a child, a little girl wearing a straight white neat dress she looks about seven, her features ring familiar; but whose child is this? I know her face, whose […]
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“The Pinnacle”
by Jade Nicole Beals There was a plea from you to forget the scales as the music fell from all around you, and little cue notes drifted into my sleep, like windows in my dreams looking out, and you smiling through you as you know you are the dream come true, the scales returning to […]
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My Dream of a Paper I Didn’t Request but Read Anyway
I dreamed last night I had a few printed pages given to me by an unspecified fortune teller, predictions I did not ask for, but ‘here it is!’ I see. On the front page, it predicts that I am most fond of the Full Moon…and there’s an illustration of a very big round and bright […]
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A Paintbrush and a Novel
I will begin writing my first novel and painting for my next art show I’d like to have, so the blog pace will slow (of course it needs to ;), but the site will be open, about painting and my novel in progress, and more.—But I am currently writing a short story, and I may […]
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Coming Right Up After The Faery Queene I, One Cup of A Surprisingly Good Hemingway
The little green one hundred year old book on the right is the book I’ve just read last and reviewed recently on this blog, The Faery Queene I by Edmund Spenser. I read his apologetic humble note about the book in the introduction after I’d completed my review and it made me feel that maybe […]
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What Could Be Done With A Dream, Including A Bad One
I’ve enjoyed thinking about my dreams and finding ways of understanding and appreciating them without demanding meaning from them. I’ve found my own remembered dreams would inspire poems I’d write or fit into ones I’d already started writing. I wrote yesterday of deciding to not watch the movie The Prophet, which features the poet Kahlil […]
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A Note For The Morning
‘Rumi tea’ with a splash of almond milk named by me after the poet Last night I dreamed I was looking at this tea cup of mine I had found packed away with others just like it in the garage. I had thought then, ‘I don’t think I’d really like to drink out of a […]
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A Dream With A Question About Water
photo I took July 2018 Hull, Massachusetts summer following the publication of my book Moonflower In a recent dream I had, this question about water was asked to me. There was no voice or person seen in the dream, just the question: Which bodies of water are your favorite? While still dreaming, I immediately […]
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A Dream and an Interruption
I dream that a woman (who I do not know in reality) is holding her hand against my belly and I am aware that this is the place where my repressed emotions are stored. That when I have something I want to say but do not say it, or experience something that I am ashamed […]