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Little specks of light place dots of shiny dimples on the acres of jaw bones in my dream.
I’ve wandered into a blark dreamscape.
A wayward orphan working for the inner dialogue of prattle and scrap.
Those tiny lights of true course are mingled and manged with the shadow dust and fear shaping.
It is plain as Jane without malice that the tilt of love has shifted as the night drives my dreaming on.

There’s demon dandruff spitting into the black making a sulky soup of grey gloom.
I pray for morning to wash the franked bacteria off me.

Morning brings the birds with their songs and a fine mist and my eyes are open.
The bedroom window lets the daylight dance upon whatever it fancies.
Yet…

“Hot tea will soothe this rash in my head” I mutter as I stumble into the kitchen seeking the kettle.
I refuse to look at the jaw bones scattered on the floor, I will not say a word as they crunch under my bare feet.

Snap.
A word falls from a large bleak jaw bone and it rolls and rolls around.

There are echoes of many words, too many to completely understand.
I can feel each word moving my diaphragm, pushing against my breath.
I am caught in the starkness of a silent stranger’s whiskey breath not knowing if foul play is the next move.

Water.
I know I should shower to wash the night off me and become baptized into the day reality.
But I still keep counting jaw bones hoping the phone will ring and mess up my count.

© K S Hardy 2011

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Ever had a dream that was so haunting to your senses it permeated into your day for the longest time??
This was inspired by wildwomenlove who posted this

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  • annamora
    annamoraalmost 3 years ago

    :)
    I enjoyed this one too … so well interlaced …..

  • Hi ya Anna
    The camp fire still burns brightly me thinks… a lovely glow in the evening it does bring xxx

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • Lisa  Jewell
    Lisa Jewellalmost 3 years ago

    far fucking out Darling
    I’ve a gazillion goosebumps, your imagery is startling

    I love it xxxx

  • Hi ya
    Pop a snag on that camp fire will ya petal?? ;O) xxxx

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • ambient-1
    ambient-1almost 3 years ago

    I’ve always loved the idea of blurring the lines between reality and dream. I think you did that quite well here. At least, you did for me. Love the surrealism of this! xo

  • Hi Robert
    I think you and me have a similar vision as I have walking dreams all the time….so many ‘movies’ have been made by me in day that were a block buster hit in my dreams that night ;O)) xxxx

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • wildwomenlove
    wildwomenlovealmost 3 years ago

    wOW this is spooky As !!! ooh I know that feeling when you wake from a nightmare that you’re still in…it’s such a fine line between the worlds, that i totally get that someone can believe their own psychosis…
    I can see those jawbones glinting in the night, jabbering at me…spookY As…love this !…xxx

  • Must of been hungry when I penned this with all those jaws hanging about the place ;O)
    I have just had a really funny image of chomping false teeth scattered everywhere in a kitchen and me trying to get to that kettle…. I really will nearly do most anything to make a good cuppa! ;O) xxx

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • YouBet
    YouBetalmost 3 years ago

    Words and jawbones are a nice break from quilts and bobbin repairs!!

  • LOL ….good that the chomping gave respite from the bobbing :O))) xx

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • Cosimo Piro
    Cosimo Piroalmost 3 years ago

    that fine line between night and day… dream and reality… can at times disappear and two worlds become the same. This had me at my first breath of reading, my step on acres of jawbones to the last hopeful ring to end it. Amazing writing, amazing imagery, and amazing feeling you’ve conveyed. WOW! xoxo

  • Hi ya Cos :O))
    Thank you for your incredible support of my writing it is very much appreciated and keeps me inspired to want more and want to read more too. xxxx

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • linaji
    linajialmost 3 years ago

    Oh my… KS, you are a dreamy girl even if it is something terrifying!, your word breath and that last line floors me and I found my head a shaking.
    Off to bed, I want some drama dream time!!

  • Hi ya Lina
    I so hope you got a really good sleep and there were no chomping jaw bones!! xxxx

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • msdebbie
    msdebbiealmost 3 years ago

    Devastating dream! Love it KS, you offer such powerful images xxx

  • Hi Ms Debbie
    This was only a figment in my imagination that I tore up the rules to and made it the jaw bones write :O)) xxx

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • uncleblack
    uncleblackalmost 3 years ago

    this is amazing KS, and truly captures that inbetween feeling of still dreaming and being awake.some excellent phrases..‘prattle and srap’…‘hot tea will soothe this rash in my head’…great work.

  • Hi
    Thank you for picking out some lines that you stood out for you…this is so very helpful to learning more about writing for me.
    Your feedback is so very much appreciated. xx

    – Arcadia Tempest

  • raymondoantonio
    raymondoantonioalmost 3 years ago

    EVEN DAYLIGHT CAN’T WASH THE MEMORIES OF SOME NIGHTMARES…BELLISSIMO KARENSUE!! XO

  • Some dreams have blood cuts me thinks…. and even hide the bandages so we awake anemic in our hearts xxx

    – Arcadia Tempest

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