The memory of a dream
fades like a moonbeam
tip-toeing quietly away,
or an ephemeral flickering
moth in a flame, singed
in the cruel awakening
at break of day.
Kim M. Russell, 6th August 2024

Image by Tim Bernhard on Unsplash
This Tuesday at the dVerse Poets Pub we have a guest host for Poetics, Truedessa, who would like us to take a journey into the world of dream poetry, poems that tell a story based on a dream or a number of dreams intertwined. She says that, ’in the earliest times, shaman were poets of consciousness who understood the power of song and story to teach, heal and open the gateways between the worlds.
Truedessa has given two examples of poems about dreams, one by Langston Hughes and the other by Edgar Allan Poe.
Our challenge is to write poems based on dreams or tidbits of dreams.
I love the idea of a dream “tip-toeing quietly away” .. this is gorgeous writing, Kim! 😍
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Thank you, Sanaa!
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Hi Kim. I love the ending lines, with its vivid imagery:
moth in a flame, singed
in the cruel awakening
at break of day.
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Thank you, Grace.
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Dreams do feel like they are tip-toeing away, softly in the night before daybreak arrives. You have eloquently expressed the way dreams sometimes wander away from the dreamer.
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That happens so often. It really is like a tip-toe of a departure.
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Thanks Jane.
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I love these lines, Kim. Such a strong image!
or an ephemeral flickering
moth in a flame, singed
in the cruel awakening
at break of day.
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Thanks so much, Nolcha!
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Yes! Really liked how that subtly turned to the moth getting burnt. Great imagery.
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Thank you, Ain!
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Dream matters are indeed fragile in memory, often warped out of shape by human words or totally eclipsed by waking. Respect for the ephermality of dreams may be an essential humility for any true use for them. I’ve found that writing dreams down in a dream journal is my way of telling dreams I’m paying attention — and sometimes this leads to more detailed and memorable dreaming. Sometimes.
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My dreams are so often interrupted, Brendan, that I can’t record them.
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oh morning as the cruel flame! Brilliant write.
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Cheers Eric!
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A lovely take on the prompt, Kim, and two great ways of thinking not just about dreams but also our memories of them: they really are fragile, no matter how strong our impressions of them remain as we change.
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Thank you, Chris!
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Love the image of a moonbeam tip-toeing away.
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Thanks Cris!
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Tip-toing moonbeams… what an image!
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Thank you, Susan!
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“The memory of a dream
fades like a moonbeam”
Well said
much🤍love
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Thank you, Gillena. Much love to you.
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I love your take on the cruel (or gentle) awakening which can be the fate of dreams, Kim…
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Thank you, Andrew!
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You describe the forgetting of dreams so nicely!
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Thanks so much, Jay!
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Great contrasts too in a short poem. Quite vivid dream imagery to then fade away with that feeling of a rude cruel awakening.
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Thank you!
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My dreams tiptoe away too fast for me to remember. I love how you captured how elusive they are.
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Thank you, Sherry!
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As usual, fabulous rhymes, Kim, and I love this line:
an ephemeral flickering
moth in a flame
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Thanks Frank.
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This definitely describes most of my dreams, just wisps of smoke I can barely see as they fade into the sunlight.
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Thank you, Joseph.
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Wow, you have named how I experience some dreams.
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Thanks Paul!
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My pleasure Kim 🙂
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This captures the feeling of a dream I don’t want to wake up from.
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Thank you, Melissa.
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