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The Dream
by Jayme L HelmickInterpretations of
cascading dreams
Blinding performances
of unspent youth
A rhythm older
than time
A liturgy of strange
disturbances
Such a spectacle
of gyration
Freud would have
a field day
Thrusting accompaniment
Love that music
I don't believe it -
Paul Newman
in his prime!
05/21/2006 Author's Note: I wrote this my junior year of college and it was in the 1999 publication of Reflections, the literary magazine of my college. It was based on an actual dream that a friend had, and she was silly enough to have told me about it!
Posted on 05/22/2006
Copyright © 2026 Jayme L Helmick
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Tim D Livingston on 05/22/06 at 04:36 PM If it made Reflections then it must be good. Just pickin! Great job of course. Bizarre. The whole college experience, a lifetime ago and a lifetime in itself. |
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