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Crazy Dream

I read somewhere that in order to diversify your themes and topics for writing poetry or stories,you should write down the things you dream about as soon as you awake. Last night was full of  pleasant dreams for the most part. I have mentioned before my dreams are usually colorful and many times surreal. My dream last night was about my mother who passed away about twenty-two years ago. In this dream she was very chatty. We sat alongside sipping from our favorite mugs. I still have hers.

The second part of my dream took place in this beautiful but surreal garden. I could actually smell the essential fragrances of the flowers and herbs. I felt like I was at a spa. The colors blended and kind of melted into each other. Some of the plants and flowers actually spoke to me but I cannot remember any of It.

I started painting what I remembered right away. Please send me your opinion and comments; I just love when I get comments.


Nothing is more delightful than one’s own pillow

one can squeeze it without

it protesting

the sweet aroma that remains

of the dreams

you wish would come true someday

but hope deep inside

you keep dreaming about them anyway


soft and fluffy

like clouds be

filled with foam or feather

especially in cold weather

one can puff it

plunk it

or drape it over one’s head

hug it and hug it again or

flatten it out

like a pancake

shape it

to suit your fancy

like southern comfort;

it’s home.


Nothing is

more delightful

than one’s own pillow

on a plane

in a car

on a cot

in a hammock

on someone else’s guest bed

It is just the perfect spot

to rest one’s head

because of course now

pillows have a memory.