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Questioning Eyes
In my dream I walked the creaky wooden floors in a
dark basement hallway. The air was musty and
heavy with smells from my past.
I peeked through opened doors as eyes asked,
“What was my life to you?”
I stared back and realized I was naked and alone.
I had no answer.
I bowed my head
to the questioning eyes.
dark basement hallway. The air was musty and
heavy with smells from my past.
I peeked through opened doors as eyes asked,
“What was my life to you?”
I stared back and realized I was naked and alone.
I had no answer.
I bowed my head
to the questioning eyes.
Published 11th Oct 2022
Author's Note
My attempt to describe a recurring dream.
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11th Oct 2022 2:22am
Tight, short but a nice piece. This could be considered a dark piece like an old scary movie type darkness. Tight
11th Oct 2022 2:32am
Beautiful description of a dream similar to some I've had. You might have inspired a poem idea for me. Thank you!
11th Oct 2022 3:44am
11th Oct 2022 4:07am
11th Oct 2022 6:32am
Beautiful dream you describe. I am not an interpreter of dreams, but the question you heard might be a sign that someone wants to meet up and want to know what their part in your life was to you.
11th Oct 2022 7:42am
11th Oct 2022 6:23pm
Interesting dream. Trying to define your relationship after the fact, and as you tagged dealing with regrets.
Amazing how dreams can provide clarity, but can also cause confusion.
Amazing how dreams can provide clarity, but can also cause confusion.
14th Oct 2022 4:41am
I think you did a great job here! You expressed many facets in few words...THAT is too rare! Glad you shared-
-Ted
-Ted
