Black is the aura of sea that plunges
into delirious vision
which to another is known as dream.
Neither sunshine nor cloud
offer comfort here
as I struggle to hold on
and gasp for air.
In my sleep, I see you
with arms outstretched
battling shadows
and fury of white waves.
Could the impossible ensue,
so that I would turn my thoughts
upon eloquent lips
feel adrenaline rush
as every pore of my being is set
on fire.
It is then that I blink
as recognition washes over me,
you are gone
and once again, I find myself
being led
away by the sea.
Dreaming is drowning
willfully
as spirit is released
from the clutches of fear;
it is both essence of dark
and a gateway to light.
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Posted for ‘Weekend Challenge’ @ Real Toads
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60 Responses
Oh I knew the Pond was going rise up in a blue roar to this prompt … The submersions and flow and float and drown of this is pure gleaming water. Poetry is most itself when it dreams!
Aww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Brendan 😀 so glad you liked it! ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt)
it is both essence
of dark and a gateway
to light.
Beautifully described Sanaa to be seen as giving a position of contrast!
Hank
Thank you so much, Hank 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Dreaming is elemental; I wrote about fire and you wrote about water, Sanaa. Dreaming and drowning are so closely tied and you have expressed this so well in your poem. I love the sound of ‘plunges’ and ‘gasp’, and the the lines:
‘battling shadows
and fury of white waves’.
Yes, ”Dreaming is drowning… essence / of dark and a gateway / to llght’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Splendid! And oh, what deep truth in that last verse.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
How beautiful, how sad this poem is Sanaa as the loss is constantly in the speakers mind. Often in life we have life changing moments which change us for ever as our plans for the future are shattered.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Robin ❤️
Dreaming is drowning
willfully as spirit is
released from
the clutches of fear..
This is a most profound conclusion to the dreamscape.
Thank you so much, Kerry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
beautiful work Sanaa
Thank you so much, Jae 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
Deep and wonderful Sanaa.
Anna :o]
Thank you so much, Anna 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Ah, dreaming is drowning indeed. This pathway to a dreamland where we lose and gain at the same time is of a certain ethereal beauty, which comes alive in your words. Beautifully done.
-HA
Thank you so much, Anmol 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
“drowning
willfully as spirit is
released”
Interesting concept Sanaa
Happy you dropped by my Sunday Standard today
Much💐love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Much🌼love
An interesting dream!
❤️❤️❤️
This brings up how terrifying dreams can be, and that panting wakefulness when we almost will ourselves out of them. Thanks, Sanaa. k.
Thank you so much, Karin 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
What beautiful images, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Mary 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Dreaming is drowning
willfully as spirit is
released …..
Your descriptions are spot on! Beautiful ❣️
Thank you so much, Vivian 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love the way your closing lines describe dream as both essence of dark and gateway to light!
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so good to see you ❤️
My list of Favorites by Sanaa is growing. This is pure deliciousness. The way the speaker lets us wonder inside her dreams, how her lines are both warning and reassurance–“Dreaming is drowning”, but through it we can find release. This is full of quotable lines, of images that speak the clearest of messages in the way they shift behind cloudy dreams.
Love, love, love!
Aww gosh!❤️ Thank you soo much, Magaly 😀 so glad you enjoyed it!❤️
Hugs & Kisses 😍😍
This is heady stuff Sanaa. The imagery is so lush. I like the feel of push and pull in the words.
Thank you so much, Rommy 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
It’s as Marsha Norman says: Dreams are illustrations from the book your soul is writing about you. Great poem, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Chris 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
Dreaming is drowning, love that. And the contrast of hot fire and the water washing over it
Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
“Could the impossible ensue,
so that I would turn my thoughts
upon eloquent lips
feel adrenaline rush
as every pore of my being is set
on fire….”
Goodness there’s so much passion in these lines! Beautiful poem, Sanaa! 💙
Thank you so much, Cara 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Loving that last stanza!
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Lovely, gorgeous images! It felt like a triumphal march, remembering both the darkness and light.
Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love this!!! So much beauty in every stanza, and so much wisdom in the last one.
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
this is simply gorgeous! 🙂
Thank you so much, Cheong 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Just beautiful, Sanaa. I especially love the last stanza. And the picture is perfect!
Thank you so much, Sarah 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Lovely close on an exquisitely rendered piece.
Thank you so much, Wendy 😀 so good to see you ❤️
That last stanza crystalizes the whole–it is in waking that the dual nature of endings becomes clear.
Thank you so much, Susan 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Dreaming is drowning
willfully… love that Sanaa…
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Sanaa- Your words and thoughts are so beautiful and eloquent.
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
My dreams are often so weird that it’s hard to see how they can be a gateway to light, but if you say so…
Thank you so much, MMT 🙂 so good to see you ❤️