A dreamscape.

Hello, everyone! Quick prompt: what do dreams mean to you? Do you believe that they are simply random firings of neurons? Or do you believe they reflect your subconscious or your most guarded feelings? If you could be in total control of what you could dream about each night, what would you choose and why? Or would you choose to not dream at all?

Feel free to post poems/prose here! Whatever comes to mind.

I love this!!!!

Poem:

Flawlessly floating
my fingers caressing
clouds.

Whales flying
beside me,

stars whispering
good night.

The sun smiling,
a warm heart gracing
my time.

But then you appear
out of the void,

so I run, swim, hide.

But you always keep
appearing, from every
corner of my life.

for years,
i was a dream
something so intangible becoming tangible
right in front of their eyes

a miracle

but even then,
i continued being a living dream

whoever dreams with me
never awakens

but it’s a matter of time
until their eyes
open

and i
will continued being a dream

perhaps

forgotten

perhaps

everlasting

remember how at nights

when nightmares came uninvited,

how i would pretend my mind

was a television?

and with every blink i gave

a new dream popped onto my mind?

remember how happy i was?

well, if I had the chance to do this again,

i would not blink

i would let the nightmares streamed

like a horror movie

like IT, or Friday The Thirteen

i would just watch it

while pretending to eat popcorn

i would savor the moment

even if it meant shaking with fear

even if i were to awaken

soaked in sweat

i would not blink

i would watch the nightmare

because after all

it is like a guest

and any guest is welcome

in my home

To dream is to wake up
And to wake up is to dream

In dream we wake up to other realms
When we wake up
we are aboard in the dream of
this verry realm.

These are all amazing! I loved reading them. Here's my addition!

In our garden, you'd plant your dreams,
the ones you could never have before.
The kale and cabbage, radishes and beets,
the zinnias and marigolds and daylilies
would brighten at your touch.

You are the first person I see when I wake,
and the last before the moon settles.
I tell you everything I remember,
and am never greeted with a shrug.
You listen intently to the nightmares,
even if I can't recall the details,
you take the unease from my soul
and bury it with your light.

We till the soil and breathe every
emotion into it; somehow,
there is always a blossom,
despite what haunts me at night,
the things I did, and didn't, do.

We watch our life grow together,
uninterrupted by the threat of
potential chaos - how cathartic
to have every part of me recognized,
no matter the tangled roots.

All those poems are soo different and so good!! How about I add something to the prompt:
what makes a dream a nightmare ?

You run yet you
cant feel your body,
your heart pounding
in your palm and with
the other hand you try
respirate yourself.
The adrenaline creeping
through your veins, while
in your mind you keep
begging yourself to wake up.

Where are you going, and
what are you running away
from this time?

...and whenever I dream,
I swallow cities whole and
paint the skies with my brightest green.
You say I dream weird
but through these dreams
I see the world and live
the life I cannot have.

This song is the ultimate dream::

You are
everything
and everything
is you.

in my sleep I stop breathing
and when I do
i wake up but i sleep again
just to awake sleepy

so in my sleep when i stop breathing
i dream i breath a dream
where breathing is so simple
where breathing doesn’t stop
where breathing is the dream,
a dream come true

Love reading everyone's poems here!

DREAMSCAPE

A dream to me is reflection
of all things my mind taketh in
Twisted and turned on a sunbeam
spun into a spiralling spin

Clarity ebbs and flows deeper
like the tide it's rarely the same
Mystery dances with sunlight
whilst sugar coating the blame

Wishes dive deep into memories
hopes fly high over storm clouds
Visions float on the backs of eagles
and wisdom is naught but a shroud