naive dream border - September 17, 2015s

author’s note:

In my experience, dreams don’t lie…

The problem is: I may lie to myself about the meaning of a dream.
 

A NAIVE DREAM

I had hoped to pull
the children of Winter
from their stale cellar
with that long strong rope

but because dreams tell the truth
as I tugged, I felt myself elevate

like a kite

while below me
the vast arctic land thawed
into patches of deep green.

But I woke before I could learn
what’d happened to those children:

perhaps I’d saved no one but myself

or perhaps the children had saved me

or maybe we’d saved each other.

I only know:
I’m going to keep on pulling.
 


© 2015, Michael R. Patton
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