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A Dream Replaced

A poem of unanswered prayers

© Dennett — Summer 2018 — Mount Dora, Florida

I had a dream to live in a place of sapphire waters and soft sunsets where great blues preponderate over lesser avians

Where life relaxed like cats curled on beds where travel was by foot more than car where I could shed concerns, bury regrets and start anew, discovering the nuances ignored

I had a dream of a place that felt like me — open, loving, accepting a place of camaraderie and inclusion a place where nature met humans without domination of either

I had a dream of a place that didn’t exist but in my mind a place too perfect to be possible a place that felt one way but existed another

I had a dream that crashed like the stock market in 07 disappeared like the money that never existed fluttered like a cascading house of cards

I abandoned the dream that left me empty and aching, not dreaming anymore

I ceased to conjure and fantasize for life is not ethereal not to be believed, conceived, and weaved like threads on a wooden loom

In my stoppage, when I was mute and immobile Dream found me, battered and defeated, surrendered to what was and what couldn’t be

Dream lit a beacon, led me to what already was here without having to be somewhere else providing much of what I wanted and more than I conceived, and illuminating the avenue to the unrealized

Dream whispered that perfect is never perfect and substitutions, no less than originals, and

A Dream Replaced is better than no dream at all

© Dennett — 2018 — More ducks than great blues

In response and with gratitude to David S. for this Dream prompt:

Prompt: Dreams

“some dreams hang in the air like smoke some dreams get all in your clothes” — Lucille Clifton

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