Like Bullets Ricochet

 

The Mag #223

 

 

 

 In a dream you are never eighty.  ~Anne Sexton

Like bullets ricochet so do memories within our nightly dreams
they shoot blindly at our heart and then bounce out into lights gleam
All the lost agendas and acts that got stored onto a tape
rewind in awkward segments like a movie that won't erase.
Sometimes they are a message of a path we should not cross
while others are a film of recollections that once were truly lost.
They are an obscure journey that ventures deep into the mind
where life's hidden plots and mysteries unravel for us to find.




I have always believed that our dreams hold a deep meaning yet at times they are simply just an unraveling of the day and days gone by.  Sometimes you get obscurity and other times a clear message, but either way you get a morsel of truth for thought.  To me it is like a movie inside my mind.  When I was 15 years old, I had the BIG dream of writing a book that would be made into a screen play.  So at night sometimes in my dreams I would dream a story that played out, and at the closing, I would say "the end", and I would wake up.  Yes, it sounds a little crazy, but it is true.  Okay I am crazy, but that is another story.

THE END :-)