March 7, 2005
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Abel
We were seldom the ones to guffaw and
Punch knees, true. But we were in tune with our
Wry observations and familial sarcasm that
Left others – despite our good-nature – unsure
Of when to laugh or to feel slighted ’til
They made our acquaintanceLike sand
Piled high on sand,
Wet from waves retreating.Those days were lost to Mammon or
More elaborately, the dangers of germ warfare,
How we learn that the beat goes on.
But aren’t those just feathery words?
Like doilies on a mussed fraternity couch
When I’m writing simply of what’s missed.—–
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I’ve had one recurring dream for the past ten years, maybe longer. It’s one of those dreams where even in sleep, I’m thinking, oh, this again. I am running up a hill, sometimes chased and sometimes chasing; it’s in a casual laughing manner. Occasionally, it’s a serious pursuit. Usually, I’m on foot. On a few occasions, a car. Steadily the grade increases and it’s eventually so steep that I begin to slide. Then I wake up.
The past year brought a sleeping epiphany of sorts where I was blessed with traction and actually reached the top without slipping; I found that there was nothing there. Confused but not really sad, I headed back down and I woke up with it all floating in front of me.
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Comments (24)
my recurring dreams are opposite of yours; you chase, im chased. and usually chased by people who want to kill me. ive been decapitated a couple of times..
i read that article a while ago, sadly true.
it seems we’re both in need of dream analytics. sometimes you have to engage in that uphill battle…1) to see what’s waiting for you at the pinnacle 2) gain a sense of self achievement 3) because life isn’t always a straight paved road
Missing has such a strange texture.
sounds like life, your dream
so the run, the trudge, the pursuit is actually what makes life… the end is only the means…
hm…
hope you’re doing well!
your first stanza, i’ve been feeling that same thing.
dude, who is this anderson guy…loved the article. i even googled his name/article and it’s interesting to see what comes up. i had that vietnam theory, too (and also 53).
hey big bopper. free time + VerizonWireless + 2 different coasts = laughs.
dreams are interesting. your recurring one def seems symbolic of something…my dreams are def more cracked out and have no relevance to anything. hope you’re all fine and dandelions.
my reoccuring dream is my teeth are falling out. from what i hear, it’s a bad dream to have.
danielplanet – i miss thee! hope all is well
haven’t been here in a while-
the words in the poem were judicious and apt- the song playing is good too
Hey Daniel, Tuason is leaving for NYC and he wanted you to call him or contact him before he leaves. BTW, I’m guessing you changed your cell phone number…..gimme a call sometime eh? 8186408098
still waiting for that beer, daniel. for pete’s sake.
Daniel… Damn, damn, damn. Miss ya though.
Lukeass
still alive and well. you?
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yo daniel san…My recurring dream when i was a kid was being in a room and having an astronaut walk slowly up to me with darth vader breathing action… it freaked me out everytime…
I don’t have recurring dreams; I have sequels. the next chapter in a weird cacophany of epic nonsense.
Hey Daniel…long time. Where are you now? Well hope you are doing well in the Air Force. Take care
hey dude, got a new blog. just letting u know…take care mang -judy c.
dear daniel, i hope you remember any piece of me from my old poooka posts for this is her. where have you gone ?
you strive and find out that it’s not all that.posting from dreamland?i find it hard to remember.i do enjoy reading your work.
hm. i have a recurring dream, too. when i started college, i dreamt that i was back in high school and panicked because i’d be taking a test that i didn’t study for. and then when i graduated college, i dreamt that i was back in college taking an exam that i didn’t study for. :shudder:
your dreams are so much more deep. i wish i had deeper dreams. i hate school dreams.
oh, i really really like this.