Dreaming of Change

Dreams live within our sleeping hours
touching our waking time
some slightly caressing
barely touching

while others create undulating pain
creating harbingers of fear
of longing and want

all innately attached to spirits
woven tightly inside our souls
like tiny invisible creatures
tugging and pulling
this way
and that

whispering changes in our ears
then shouting in our faces
when we refuse to hear

leveling the playing ground
like a bulldozer
passing through

for change always prevails
beginning as a dream
touching our skin
like a wisp of breeze

Ā© February 2019 Renee Espriu

Photo Taken From Public Domain Pictures & Created As Art

Changes and Dreams

7 Replies to “Dreaming of Change”

  1. Beautifully crafted as always, Renee, both poem and artwork. Such is the positive and negative power of dreams. I love the metaphor with the “tiny invisible creatures” that are “whispering changes in our ears/ then shouting in our faces/ when we refuse to hear”
    Wow, these lines are very powerful like the last stanza.
    I too believe dreams speak of changes in our lives. I just reread the last two posts by my friend Mario Savioni, where he also talks about dreams and sad realities at the same time. Somehow I connected his writing with your lovely poem:

    ā€œPickles and Tartsā€ — Chapter 4


    and: https://savioni.wordpress.com/2019/02/02/three-meals-a-day-and-housing/

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    1. Thank you so much for your kind words. I have had lots of changes over the past three plus years now and am on the cusp of entering into what might be my most challenging change yet so I do think of it most of the time every day.

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    1. Thank you Betty. It seems since 2015 all I have done is gone through changes so dreaming of them seems tied into it. I try to get an image that I can change enough to make it my own to be viewed as art. The site I take them from is vast and sometimes it is hard to choose.

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    1. Thank you so much for visiting. The Winter, late as it has come, has quite caught me up trying to keep warm. If you feel lifted and I have touched you in some way, that is all I could ask for.

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