weaving together each our narratives,
the wizard creates with imperative
minded by a specific color scheme.
The veil of time intertwines with a theme
- not visible as the main causative
Forming a coverlet affinitive,
an inter-playing of underside seams
Unaware we, the ins, outs of our days
the wizard creates with imperative
minded by a specific color scheme.
The veil of time intertwines with a theme
- not visible as the main causative
Forming a coverlet affinitive,
an inter-playing of underside seams
Unaware we, the ins, outs of our days
awaking from dreams with common corners,
thus reassuring all things made thereof -
the original dream dreamed never fades
by turning the moon around one quarter
All that sorely counts is how much we love
thus reassuring all things made thereof -
the original dream dreamed never fades
by turning the moon around one quarter
All that sorely counts is how much we love
cool interplay for sure..the dreams with common corners spoke to me especially...the dreams don't have to be totally identical, they just have to overlap in certain parts...makes it even more interesting... really cool write that spoke to me very personally as well...so thank you...smiles
ReplyDeleteI'm glad this resonated with you, Claudia..maybe you sensed the underlying spirituality I was trying to get across ;)
DeleteI think this is descibes dreaming so vividly. Great poetry...
ReplyDeleteLove dreams with common corners. I would hope my most treasured dreams might be shared ones. I love what the form allowed you to create in your gentle pen.
ReplyDeleteThank you for that Beth,
DeleteA fantastical interpretation of dreaming, framed within the sonnet structure. Well-played.
ReplyDelete..always pleased when you comment, Sam..thank you.
DeleteI like that the original dream dreamed never fades ~ Good work on the form Katy ~
ReplyDeleteDreams have often been repetitive, dreams 'with common corners' Are related to the sub-conscious, perhaps the reason! Nicely Kathy!
ReplyDeleteHank
an inter playing of underside seams...ha, cool line that....in like the way inter plays with under....and love in the end is what it is all about you know...dreaming or otherwise...
ReplyDeletethanks, Brian ;)
DeleteWonderful, dreams merging into one, wonderful dreamy sonnet and loved the last line! Lovely write!
ReplyDeletethank you..
DeleteMakes me think of the bardos in Buddhism, where waking life is just a longer illusion than our dreams while asleep. Love and compassion make both much happier, with dreams informing life, and life informing dreams.
ReplyDeleteAh, yes;)
DeleteA very sweet poem - you are so right re what matters. k.
ReplyDeletethanks, K-
DeleteLove the way you wove this together - superbly crafted
ReplyDelete..thank you so much..
DeleteI've always loved the image of life as a quilt, made up a different woven strands--from the underside the thing looks like a mess, and even the topside looks rather chaotic for a while, but in the end it all comes together . . . with love. Nicely written!
ReplyDelete..thanks, Nico.
DeleteGood rhyme to weave together a dreamy picture of our dreamy lives held together by love.
ReplyDeletefunny ;)
ReplyDeleteyes
ReplyDeleteYour sonnet seems to suggest that the dream has only as much substance as the love you carry within! As love grows and maybe transforms, so too do the dreams! For me, that is the interplay! Beautiful!
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ReplyDeleteThought-provoking. If all is dream, then what of love? Intriguing thought.
ReplyDeletedo love the coverlet... warming
ReplyDeleteWell crafted if not mysterious poem.
ReplyDeleteIntriguing interplay beautifully articulated. The final couplet is a perfect conclusion.
ReplyDeleteA whole new dimension of the dreams. Nice.
ReplyDeleteJust beautiful!
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