Dreams
Nature
Neighborly
Normal
Scared
The Vision
The Poetry
I used to have dreams,
Painted visages, day, night,
Better than reality.
Nature taunts me now.
Is what I remember real?
Or a stray fragment?
Misplaced neighborly
Nonsense, those things I forget.
Who's to know anyway?
Normal: Not a word
I'd use to describe these dreams,
Shadows fleeting truth.
Walk, scared in twilight.
So did I, or did I not?
We might never know.
The Motivation
Why did I select these words? Well, as with the other months, it’s because of personal life as well as world events. Weather in NC and the US in general has been freaky, to say the least. This month it seems NC skipped straight from winter to summer, and the tornadoes, blizzards, drought, and flooding elsewhere in the US is non-stop. The towns that need rain don’t have it. The Midwest gets tornadoes. The list goes on. Just this morning we awoke to thunder and lightning, followed by a rainbow. Though it never fails; in times of weather emergencies the community comes together to help their neighbors. It’s inspiring.
I’ve been having very vivid dreams lately. Not sure why… Something I ate before bed? Something I saw on TV? Stress? Who knows, but I don’t like it. Is it normal to dream like this? Is anything I do normal? I began asking myself this question last month and started a blog to document random happenings just for fun.
And lastly, this month I’m scared that my next marriage will end up like my first. Not in a “cold-feet-I-want-to-back-out” sort of way but in a “please-dear-Lord-let’s-get-it-right” sort of way. Fingers crossed, that feeling is normal.
