Sleep Walking
(Four Lunes)
I wake exhausted
from walking in your footsteps
through my dream.
Then I wonder:
were we in my dream
or in yours?
Although you say
I visit you in dreams,
I don’t remember.
Perhaps that ghost
of last night’s lovely dream
was really yours?
If I manage
to find a way tonight
into your dreams,
how many others
will I find awaiting you
when I arrive?
Oh, what if
while I visited your dreams,
you visited mine?
What midnight irony,
if you were here while
I was there.
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Maybe both resolve to meet up in Xanadu and leave one wonder behind for another?
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Always a new plan! I think we have differing views of where we are going to wind up..(Not you and me, but me and the other dreamer.) That said, probably most of our hooking up will occur in this life.. or this dream.
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Poems like this make me wish that I could remember my dreams!
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I used to record mine the minute I woke up. I have books full of them that I haven’t looked at in years. Want some of mine?
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A dreamy interpretation of how we enter the minds of others. I like the idea of what happens if I’m in yours and you’re in mine…are we not present for each other? Clever!
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We are.
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That could be awkward.
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I love your dream thoughts and questions! You last segment is perfect!
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Thanks, Dwight. This one is going into my new book.
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Wonderful!
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A very interesting idea Judy 👌🏼
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HI Judy, a lovely poem with an intriguing theme.
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The thought of walking in your mind is really cool… I find that when you walk really far you enter a dreamlike state
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Yes.. it is a dreamlike state of corresponding with yourself.
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Dreamy with a touch of sadness.
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