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Jan 17

Winter Dreams

Category: My Poetry

Fall 2

winter dreams arrive

passing through deep chaos

streaming along cold currents

compelled by rushing energy

 

here is the dream of the daughter

a room with a bed and an old woman

the daughter takes the woman into her arms

holding her:     holding her

 

here is the dream of the mother

a young woman stands before her

the mother presses her hand

softly on the young woman’s chest

 

night after night these dreams arrive

chaos contained in visions

winter nights are still and deep

filled with long hours for dreams and healing

 

Pamela Olson, 1/17/2010

 

For One Single Impression’s

prompt, “chaos”

Photo from Creative Commons Free Pictures

by thespeak

14 comments

14 Comments so far

  1. Jim January 17th, 2010 7:18 pm

    Well, Pam, this is one way to stay warm on these cold winter nights. I do feel there is a story behind this but I just can’t grasp it. The prodical child returns. Conciliation and renewing may here then.
    ..

  2. The Dark Lord January 17th, 2010 8:44 pm

    I just loved this.. yes, it seems to hint on a larger story that transcends all the wintery chaos, and peeks out from this still, silent verse. A wondferful read!

  3. Pam January 17th, 2010 9:22 pm

    This poem uses images of several recurring dreams that have visited me in the last few weeks. I am still looking for their meaning. Thanks for the kind words.

  4. Anthony North January 18th, 2010 2:59 am

    Wonderful words. Takes the edge off the cold.

  5. Tumblewords January 18th, 2010 1:56 pm

    Lovely continuity and re-circling. Healing thoughts.

  6. Andy Sewina January 18th, 2010 4:45 pm

    Wonderful build up, and you leave me breathless with the last verse.

    Nicely!!

  7. purple January 18th, 2010 11:14 pm

    Hi, I stopped in to read again and discovered so much more than I have noticed before — helps to click on the archives lol. I am enjoying your poetry and will return to read more!

  8. Amity January 19th, 2010 12:59 am

    Very touching poem about a mother’s love to her daughter, vis.

    Wonderful work!

  9. Joseph Harker January 19th, 2010 11:23 am

    Ghostly and delicious, it’s the kind of poem that should only be whispered.

  10. Loch Rob January 19th, 2010 11:54 am

    The mother and the daughter having two dreams from different perspectives. Can the dreams intertwine, within the energy between two people. Perhaps through the union of the dreams, the healing can begin?

  11. SandyCarlson January 19th, 2010 8:21 pm

    Chaos as dreams contained in visions is really wonderful.

  12. Melanie Bishop January 20th, 2010 10:44 am

    Wonderful images and word flow. You nailed it. So cold and wintry. Time to snuggle under the blankets.

    Melanie

  13. patti January 21st, 2010 8:23 am

    I absolutely loved this poem- and read it a couple of times. It is so touching- my eyes teared up reading it; beautifully done

  14. gabrielle January 22nd, 2010 3:27 pm

    Nights dark enough for dreams to stir, long enough for seeds to gestate.
    This is so beautiful.

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