Bob and Sally . Thanks for the read.
Let me explain. On holiday I went to siesta as the locals do and I am not a great sunbather anyway. I do not sleep well in an afternoon. This was a dream. I was 'something' that had been left alone in a strange place and I could see something leaving me but only something dark and slouchung and not really humanoid, as I looked towards it it disappeared around a corner but seemed to spool out a luminous, yet darkly so, thread towards me . I knew I was to go elsewhere, other than fgollow my 'begetter' which it felt to be. I woke and I was pzzled by it all. and then I remembered that shortly before I woke I had the thread around my wrist and I was being lovingly wound in. I cannot explain it other than the way I have. Sally says umbilical chord and birth and that makes me feel good because that was part of how I felt. Bob says Labyrinth and hints of Minotaur perhaps, that makes me feel right too because that was a part of the vague feeling I took away with me. The wound in I have my own understanding of and will leave that for the moment.
I have very carefully crafted this poemso that half-rhymes drag over from strophe to strophe and the last two lines half-rhyme with the opening line so that the poem is cyclic but I am not sure why. It just feels that it should be so.
As a by-comment and maybe it sheds some light somewhere I was at no time afraid in the dream and strangely comforted by it.
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