Perchance
Cells flash and connect, disconnect,
reconnect in the wee hours of nighttime
visions behind closed eyes
that know everything about me,
see what I’ve always missed, the mist
of not really knowing showing me
much more than I can comprehend.
This poem is my response to Tuesday Poetics with Lillian,
from dVerse Poets Pub, where the challenge is to write about a dream.
Image source: Scientific American
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Perchance indeed! I like the word play here: connect, disconnect, reconnect; missed and mist; the rhyming of knowing and showing. Good one! So glad you posted to the prompt!
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I’ve written many poems about dreams, but each new one surprises me. Thank you for the prompt, Lillian.
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I like the use of “missed” and “mist” in the same line.
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I like the way you combine the hard science of neuronal connections and the “softer” thinking of dreamwork. Nice clangs and rhymes, too.
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Thank you, Sarah. I like to think of that chemical/mechanical aspect of the process as a bit of magic.
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“showing me much more than I can comprehend” resonates with me. It almost feels like a giant hand with a dipper randomly dips into that infinite stream of the collective unconscious and pours it over me. It’s up to me to figure out what I can…
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Thank you, and I like that analogy.
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Thanks, Ken.
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Love this! My mind knows more about me that it dares to tell, except in glimpses!
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Thank you.
We can be a mystery to ourselves.
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I do love the physical process of dreaming… sometimes it seems truly random
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Yes, randomness with a bit of slight of hand.
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dreams can show me the truth I often miss,I feel that connection in your poem
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Thank you, Gina. Sometimes, the trick comes down to actually making the connection!
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that is the most difficult and frustrating part, knowing what our mind wants to tell us. it is a good thing I seldom dream or recall a dream, it haunts me for weeks.
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I like the repetition of word/sounds here. I don’t think I’ve ever quite thought about it this way–my mind knowing more about me than I do. So thank you! I guess our subconscious tries to tell us, but we don’t always know how to make sense of it.
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Thank you, Merril. Perhaps it’s subliminal, a bit abstract in our dreams, with our subconscious whispering to us in our waking hours, eventually affecting our actions.
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i share your thoughts. i tend to not remember anything as well. definitely like the scientific take on connections here.
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I tend to lose dreams within minutes of waking . The one I reference in today’s post is a major exception. Part of it is the significance of it, but more likely because I wrote it down right away.
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totally relate to it.
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Dreams certainly show us much more than we can comprehend! Beautiful poem
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Oh, the internal alliteration and rhyming words. What a little masterpiece!
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Thank you! 😀
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Dreams have a way of showing us things we miss during the day. I think at night we are quieter and can see more clearly.
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Yes, minus our daily distractions. Thank you.
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This line “the mist
of not really knowing showing me
much more than I can comprehend” is brilliant.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Much more indeed
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Maybe that’s why we keep going back.
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Yes, absolutely
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I love the play on words and how, indeed, our dream show us more than we can understand…on one level.
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Thank you. Perhaps the understanding exists in the subconscious, with those dreams.
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Maybe I just like to believe we’re smarter than we are, but, yes, our subconscious must know more.
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Love the wordplay in this, and “visions that know everything about me.”
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Thank you. Imagine how crowded our minds would be if we worried over every little detail in our lives. Maybe dreams are a filter.
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So why is my filter usually a nightmare? Unfair.
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Oops!!
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Love this, profound and moving dreams show us so much, if we will only see 😉
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So true.
Thank you.
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