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    dots Submission Name: Nightmaredots
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    Author: beatthedrum
    ASL Info:    55- F - Southern CA USA
    Elite Ratio:    4.18 - 881/810/122
    Words: 307
    Class/Type: Poetry/
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       Nightmares: They are not just for Halloween any more.


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    dotsNightmaredots
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    In a restless nocturnal struggle
    she is tossing and rolling
    until exhaustion matures
    enough strength
    to wrestle her down
    and pin her beneath its weight.

    Dreams can be cruel
    to a sleeper's
    defenseless mind.
    Here visions
    have free reign
    to play their
    bully games.

    The powers that be lie
    waiting to spring
    from the shadows
    in attempts
    to make her believe
    in a war that feeds
    a need for power
    and gasoline.
    She is chased, trapped
    and then forcefully
    penetrated by their ideas.

    Dreams know no disgrace.
    While managing
    to keep a straight face,
    a kindly looking,
    but unkind man
    offers her candy
    and then tells her
    it makes the world
    a safe place.

    Then comes a teary chorus
    of a thousand deceased
    that vehemently disagree.
    They sing haunting questions.
    Is it a better society
    because you have
    no respect for lives?
    Is it preferred
    only because you survived?

    Her frightful figment fades
    and shifts its story line
    to become an old fable.

    A patriarch parades in pride
    wearing the fashionable facade
    his tailors of trouble have sewn.
    Can they not see?
    Do they not know?
    The empire has no clothes.

    She awakes wiping
    crusty sand from her eyes
    and shaking off the spell
    of the fitful night.

    She is grateful
    to live in a world
    where none of that
    could be true.
    She brews a cup of joe
    and turns on the morning news.

    The night's images fade
    but their intensity lingers.
    It seems...
    that not all nightmares
    are confined to dreams.




    Submitted on 2005-10-29 09:12:10     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      i like how you spoke of the way that we have no control over the images in our dreams; they can be pleasant or torture. Sometimes it feels like they are against you. seems very political; with the references to the news and media. i liked it alot.great poem.
    | Posted on 2005-11-29 00:00:00 | by Laura Black | [ Reply to This ]
      It seems to me even upon awakening, she lives in a world that is very much like her nightmare. I love the twist of this one
    as it shows me none of the physical matters except as how it teaches us.

    You've managed to paint a grizzley set of circumstances and then show us how she saves herself from them. Just a cup of joe, priceless. And then those who are hurled into action might do so.

    We can use more action than complaining, don't you think?
    Excellent write, you hit all the lumps that protrude and throw them in the coffee cup.

    Keep em coming, my dear,

    Nan
    | Posted on 2005-11-12 00:00:00 | by nansofast | [ Reply to This ]
      'The night's images fade
    but their intensity lingers.
    It seems...
    that not all nightmares
    are confined to dreams.'

    so true, I had to check this out because I also wrote a poem intitled nightmare & I wanted to see your view of it.
    I love to see how people can take the same title or subject & come up with two different poems. Very cool.
    I really enjoyed this alot.
    I think you really captured how scary it is to dream. You wake up thinking that it couldnt be real, yet it still lingures in the back of your mind.
    You did a great job on this!
    take care
    ~jennifer
    | Posted on 2005-11-04 00:00:00 | by joy7542 | [ Reply to This ]
      i had to check this out because i have been the
    victim, i suppose you'd call it, of nightmares and
    nightfrights all my life.. i swear my night-brain
    can rival Stephen King anyday!

    it's a sad state of affairs when you turn on the news and nightmares actually do exist in this
    troubled world. that's what i got from this, that
    these troubling dreams bring themselves forth
    during daylight hours in the real world, often
    things we couldn't even dream up in our sleep.

    i was drawn in by your first stanza.. i have occasionally had dreams where i am pulled
    down under a weight and i cannot move.. we are very defenseless in our sleep, open to avenues that the mind keeps hidden in daylight
    hours.

    very interesting and thought-provoking write, Chrys.

    peace&sweet dreams,
    ~Cat
    | Posted on 2005-10-30 00:00:00 | by magnicat | [ Reply to This ]
      This is great. I often think that I prefer the dream world to the waking one (and I have some pretty disturbing dreams). People are so horrible to each other. I just don't understand how people can be so cruel: I feel guilty over petty arguments (and most of those in my life are on this site). People would do well to practice the golden rule. I guess the only saving grace in it is that you see the kind things people do for each other. September 11th, the tsunami, and the recent hurricaines, and the Asian earthquake will be etched on my mind forever. I know that in the case of September 11th, humans created the situation, but it was wonderful to see people pull together. I know Katrina has been a bit of a fiasco as far as relief went, but I know that most everyone I know gave money to help, and that makes me feel good. Anyway, I'm rambling. The only thing I can say constuctively is that you have an itty bitty typo in "and turn on the morning news." Great job, Amy
    | Posted on 2005-10-30 00:00:00 | by cuddledumplin | [ Reply to This ]
      Neat, very neat, Chrystine.

    You paint a nice, dark picture of a nightmare, after setting the scene and mood well, and then in a gently cynical way, show the dark side of the world we live in.

    I loved the play on words of "empire's new clothes" they are blind, aren't they.

    Excellent work, I really enjoyed it

    be Happy

    graeme
    | Posted on 2005-10-29 00:00:00 | by wewak11 | [ Reply to This ]
      Well well, I'm very impressed. THis is a very well-written piece, and it conveys the message that our world can be a dark and desperate place. It's like a slow, waking nightmare. I loved the words, and the imagery was spectacular. I love the part about turning on the news and it seems like things are better. The media never reports on the very worst of anything unless it makes them more powerful. This is just an awesome poem, and such a great read.

    Cheers,
    Azael
    | Posted on 2005-10-29 00:00:00 | by Anticlownperson | [ Reply to This ]
      wow

    You were totaly able to configure fact and fiction

    You also threw in some emotions that were deep inside which i felt

    I really enjoy reading your poetry as its real

    Take Care and keep in touch


    Ron
    | Posted on 2005-10-29 00:00:00 | by Ronswords | [ Reply to This ]
      This is a well written piece! I like how you describe the sequence of the nightmare. It sucks when you have nightmares that just seem so real that you wake up and are still scared for a few minutes until you convince yourself it was only a dream. And this poem gets even better as you wake and turn on the news...I love that part! HA! The news...talk about a horrifying and depressing show to watch. Everytime I see the news, there is so much they report about such a wide variety of disgust, abuse, war, drugs, murder, etc...the list goes on and on...and then the last stanza of this just sums it all up so nicely by saying that nightmares are not just confined to dreams...how true is that? We are living a nightmare! How sick and demented our society is. Fear of so many things is real, because we are faced with it every day. This is an excellent poem! Take care!

    Lorna
    | Posted on 2005-10-29 00:00:00 | by lmz | [ Reply to This ]
      Your telling me, nightmares aren't just what we dream about at night. Quite a few of them have come true.

    It was good, I liked it. Favorite-ing it. It's said quite a few thing's i've wanted to say but couldn't. I couldn't find the right words. Hehe...

    Excellent work!

    Sammy
    | Posted on 2005-10-29 00:00:00 | by Raven_TheWolf | [ Reply to This ]


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