Dreamcatcher

Above your head board with your reflections and memories,

Is a Dreamcatcher.

The thoughts from the day when everything has emotionally caved,

Came crashing in waves,

A haze atmosphere of conversations, sounds, and visuals.

The smells of the city.

The black asphalt with it's baggage of baffling addicts,

Gibberish you couldn't grasp, process or fathom.

Now night falls and skin caresses cool of the sheets.

The snarling, scruffy, grey bearded man, and woman, with her Coca-Cola bottle physique,

An instant replay of the tense altercation, 

Now all so seemingly bleak. 

Introspection, rumination, and desperate meditation,

An insomniac's ultimate wish,

Scrambling, anxiously attempting to locate an off switch.

Dreamcatchers originated with the Ojibwe people;

A woven spiderweb of net to a handmade Willow Hoop,

Intended to watch over and bring peace to your dreams,

A filtration, distillation, as it bubbles and steams.

Nostalgia, love, stress, peace, natural; feels planetary.

Place of ease and sanctuary.

Your Dreamcatcher's a netted portal,

A hard stop of the mind's chaos and disorder.

Three thousand sheep and thousands of words 

And I intend to count each of them, verb for verb.

Noun for noun, for each of these sounds resonates through bones, heart, and soul.

An atmosphere of conversations, sounds and visuals, a cloud; blanket to weather the cold.

Above your head board with your reflections and memories is a Dreamcatcher.

Reviews

[Nariko]

This reminds me of the times I struggled to fall asleep and the thoughts that go in my head as I drift off to sleep