#Bloganuary Writing Prompt: Write About a Dream You Remember
Once upon a time, when I remembered dreams, I journaled them. I could now dig up the archives and write about one of them, but that would be ancient history – the issues to which they pointed are long resolved or accommodated.
I know I continue to dream, but I don’t recall them anymore. This leads me to the conclusion, that in spite of everything, I am mostly very content and very innocent!
But as I now write, I recall a recurring childhood nightmare triggered by a visit to a local cinema matinee showing of Peter Pan. That murderous ticking crocodile! I am sure it continues in some form as a manifestation of a battle with existential dissonance. Like Captain Hook, I think I would miss it if it wasn’t there – it sharpens my mettle in awakening awareness to vaster expanses!
So a haiku and an American Sentence to tame the beast wherever she may lurk.
Tic Toc Goes the Clock
Waiting to consume my ways
Tic Toc Goes the Clock
Illusion of time pursues the unaware to an inglorious end.
Deeper than expected and remains a ponderable!
Wondering Pilgrim 