We are so going to have a field day later tonight when I get home and can post last nights sleep deprived dream in its entirety.
Just to tide you over, let's imagine a couple key factors together.
Donald Trump ... As my Dad.
Casino.
Indoor Palm Trees.
Brenda in a RiverDance Costume.
A whole line of bridal procession doing the River Dance.
Brothers and sisters I didn't know I had - but liked!
T-Shirts on the groomsmen that had catchy little phrases only I would get on them.
My real parents ... All 3 sets of them to be exact.
My old boss from my retail management days.
A husband to be, that I never say.
Another child I didn't realize I had.
And of course, KC the cutest bridesmaid possible.
Wow ... I think all of your stories (and then some) managed to make their way into my dreams. Yikes! For now I'm to work, but later I'm coming back to piece it altogether for you.
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My Protection, My Prison
When I looked, and beheld,
As far as I could perceive,
Stretched out before me,
Intricate patterns of stone weave;
An old familiar friend,
With birth memory unsure,
In whose comfort and care,
Oft finding heart breaks cure;
Countless are the times,
At ease in it’s solace,
Held secure as I leaned,
While others ran love’s race;
I often marvel,
At the meticulous care,
With which the stones were placed,
Layer upon layer;
Every hurt and disappointment,
Mortared firmly in sight,
Every lie plumbed by truth,
Made straight and right;
As I move close and touch the stone,
As a channel it replays the birth,
The hard event or cruel word,
Reminding my soul, its intrinsic worth;
Then, that fateful night,
At the desk, late, to write,
I see the globe,
And the carousel horse of white;
So pretty and protected,
Within smudge-less glass walls,
Where only silence,
And plastic snow falls;
Shake me, stir me, and show me,
But inside these walls I remain,
Walled within my fear and sorrow
Safe from heartaches brutal pain:
A cruel builder am I,
Without ladder or door,
Making myself the prisoner,
Within my battered hearts core;
These are stones,
Of my own design,
For even the fates,
Would not be so unkind;
No stone is a stranger,
No stone is a friend,
My prison protects me,
I am chained within;
My protection,
My prison,
I thought I had imprisoned my heart, but my heart has imprisoned me.
Ron
May 6, 2001
Ron ... Amazing as usual. I can say no more, other than I've spent a little time on my other computer tonight searching for some of my old poems I've filed on there. Now that I've had a good cry, therefore making my little icon correct at the moment, maybe I'll send you a sample of one of the poems I've taken down from its dusty shelf.
Chloe ... Your skills of observation amaze me. Thanks for the list, it was far better than my co-workers opinion who came up with two things.
1. I need to sweep the floors of my house.
and
2. My secret dream is to become an heiress.
um i dont think i could handle donald trump as my father besides having all that loot and he could pay off all my bills.
PS: WHY IS YOUR UNKY MOOD SET AS "SAD" TODAY? email me and tell me your sadness. maybe i can help :)
Now I've known men to have children they didn't know about, but it's gotta be more unusual for women....
@Ron - got to echo Stacey's comment on your poem, it was completely excellent.
Okay here goes ... My own quick interpretatin of said dream.
Donald Trump ... The desire to have enough money to pay my bills and someday have me dream wedding.
Casino ... Marriage is a big gamble. What better place to get married? (Although I was pissed off in my dream about it, as I wanted to be married in a church.)
Indoor Palm Trees ... Luxury item. My desire for nature.
Brenda in a River Dance Costume/and everyone River dancing ... Easily explained. Saw a commercial for it the other day.
Siblings - I liked ... My desire to have siblings I like 98.9% of the time.
T-Shirts on guy friends ... Missing my guy friends from high school who used to make me laugh all the time.
Real Parents ... I have so many different sets of parents, that I've always worried who would actually walk me down the aisle since I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings. What's a girl who is extremely close with her mother, and has 3 "Dads" supposed to do?
Old Boss ... Was actually a crazy woman who drove me insane. Not sure what her point was here.
Husband to be ... Still pissed that I never got to see who it was. Perhaps his face would have been able to send me in the right direction. But I'm guessing he's just a representation of my desire to find the rat bastard - Who is taking too long to find me!
Another child ... Self explanatory. I want more kids. 2 more to be exact. I feel guilty now that KC is as old as she is and has no siblings.
KC as bridesmaid ... Another easy one. I want KC to be happy about the prospect of my marrying someone someday and allowing them into our family. (She wasn't exactly too thrilled about the last BF, so this may not be so easy in real life.)
Okay ... About to be late (again) for work. Until later.
A wee clarification ...
River Dance costume on TV ... You were not in the RD costume on the TV ... Just in the dream.
Okey dokey?
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