UNSEEN DANGER
My brothers are flattered that
Society remembers the last time
We picked cotton with our teeth
How easy it was to remove their tartar
words with a flossy smile
strict orders were given to them to dismember
our flesh prejudicedly
rightfully based on skin color
bath salt drip drops reminders on my locs
I’m the loctician who has definition of verses
An escapist who converse with the Devil
I question him under a cooch tent
eyeballing the menagerie he offers
to my people with bruised hands
their fresh taste of cum he swallows
secretively he smiles
using my breasts as doormat
pulling my palm tree locs while we tap dance
to the beat of flat tambours
his frozen semen he serves in honeyed tea
guitar strings he wraps around my throat
advising me to drink and be merry
the bittersweet taste is refreshing
yet I don’t forget he is the danger lurking behind my tears
my brothers and sisters blind copy their thoughts
to him
and he feeds them liberal dreams
with sleep disorders
openly he admits his global warming
fear heats out of my pores
nightmares are my only way out
©11/2006 by C. Delaleu
**Sometimes dreams offer us a preview of the future, i'm sure many have experienced deja vu's and most of the time it happens for a reason. Share your thoughts on dreams. Have you ever had one that comes to life?**
Well, I had one which today I still can't comprehend. I dreamed I was watching the news about a plane crashing in the water...the news mentioned JFK Jr. was inside the plane. So, when it happened the following week, I was seated in the living room and this time it wasn't a dream. So I knew the week before he died. I was horrified by the news, quickly I called my friends and family, this was a serious case of deja vu. My mother felt it was just a coincidence. I get them often and try to ignore those thoughts, try to shut them out. Often I hear writers have the strangest dreams because we use a lot of our creativity and imagination, we are always running with our dreams.
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Wednesday, November 01, 2006
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ok, that one made my head spin...it is powerful! is this about a white politician?
sounds like ya got "the gift".
fighting it won't help...nuture it, let it in and always use your powers for good....lol :)
dreams are information. i don't get the premonition dreams so much as the ones that i havta interpret and apply as messages from the Source.
Your poetry is incredible.
"nightmares are my only way out"- this verse is the essence of the poem.When dreams are over, the nightmares are what we get.
I can totally feel what you say about dreams which can preview the future.
This makes me wonder if future is already written or maybe some events are already written..is scary sometimes to dream something and live then the dream. I know it.
I sometimes experience that kind of dreams and when they become reality is such a strange feeling, like living twice the same event.
First, thank you for stopping by and for the compliment on my pic. it's nice when new people stop by.
wow! this poem moved me in an eerie but informational kind of way. your words weave powerful imagery in my head.
it sound like you may have the gift of foresight or interpretation which you can nuture. i say, go explore it.
i've had dreams that were rather realistic and/or have been messages that i didn't know or understand at the time. i prefer dreams that do not stir discourse within me.
I have had precognitive dreams all of my life. I dreamed the day before my (abusive bastard) stepfather got hit my a car and died.(I was happy all day long. I was eight.)...I dreamed about a car accident I was going to be in, but I didn't fully remember until right before it happened. And then it was too late. I have dreamed when people die, and always in the dream I pick up the phone and am told that the person is dead. Always the same. And I dream often when my friends are pregant, and what they will have. I dreamed when I was pregant with my daughter-- just a few days pregnant. That was a nice one... The strongest one was a dream I had about the Oaklahoma City Bombing! I dreamed I was rescuing children from a burning building all night, and I would wake up feeling sick, barf, go back to sleep and keep having it. Then in the morning I turned on the TV to see my dream in real life! Horrible.
Mostly I have them so close to the event that I can't do anything, or put my finger on what it is until I see or hear it in real life. It gives me a lot of anxiety when I have these dreams, after all this time with them. They have a different quality to them, so I pay attention, but I am usually feeling helpless.
:)
I have had precognitive dreams all of my life. I dreamed the day before my (abusive bastard) stepfather got hit my a car and died.(I was happy all day long. I was eight.)...I dreamed about a car accident I was going to be in, but I didn't fully remember until right before it happened. And then it was too late. I have dreamed when people die, and always in the dream I pick up the phone and am told that the person is dead. Always the same. And I dream often when my friends are pregant, and what they will have. I dreamed when I was pregant with my daughter-- just a few days pregnant. That was a nice one... The strongest one was a dream I had about the Oaklahoma City Bombing! I dreamed I was rescuing children from a burning building all night, and I would wake up feeling sick, barf, go back to sleep and keep having it. Then in the morning I turned on the TV to see my dream in real life! Horrible.
Mostly I have them so close to the event that I can't do anything, or put my finger on what it is until I see or hear it in real life. It gives me a lot of anxiety when I have these dreams, after all this time with them. They have a different quality to them, so I pay attention, but I am usually feeling helpless.
:)
Very, very interesting!
my ex was clandestine like that. would have dreams that later manifested themselves in some way. his mother told him it was hereditary because her grandmother could "see" things too. after being with him for about six years, it definitely influenced me to think more about the power of the mind and the energy that our thoughts can carry.
This was beautiful. I can't explain why, but the words were beautiful and troubling?
That is an incredibly profound poem! Just brilliant, Cathy! As for the "deja vu," I don't believe in coincidence and can report some similar occurrences. I also know several other people who have dreams or visions of things before they happen.
You write very well. As i rad i could visualize, the words are a tad thought-provoking?
Deja vu,once maybe more than that you may need to explore it.
Dear Miss Dela...
Thank You for "missing me!"
I am Alive and Excited and Busy!!! (so busy I just stopped by to Thank You without absorbing any of your latest words... Sorry!) I will be back within (hopefully) 2 weeks to catch up. I have no spare time right now as I am preparing to open my Boutique... any day... the sooner the better!
Off to get the job done...
Miss Libra Moon
PS... and "Yes..." that is a "quite sensual" pic of me at 46... Oh-La-La!!
Enjoy the Day!
Libra Moon
This was a great post. Thanks for blessing me with this
Your poetry never ceases to amaze me.
Question...
Is it still "deja vu" when you remember??
Hmm...
Yes I believe it's still considered deja vu when you remember, that's the reason why it is called deja vu, thank you all for stopping by :)
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