The Dream Jar

A Poem By Aalen Fideli // 6/29/2011

the daylight hours i must confess

are not always filled with happiness

open up a jar of dreams to chase away the stress

 

the nighttime serves to make you think

an atmosphere in which you sink

all thoughts and dreams are put in jars for thirsty minds to drink

 

creativity it seems is not to be found only in dreams

the facets of our daily lives are bursting at the seams

how this works inside a jar is a mysterious theme

 

as i look up into the sky it turns into a sea

an endless ocean in the night just waiting there for me

I'll pack a snack and a couple dreams in a jar for emergencies

 

as i wake up i notice that the sun is still in the sky

i must have had a million dreams. i'm glad i didn't die

time to close the jar again; it's time to say goodbye

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well that's cool

i didn't mean to, but there are five lines and they alternate between day and night.

weird.

Aalen Fideli | Wed, 06/29/2011

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:)

the nighttime serves to make you think

an atmosphere in which you sink

all thoughts and dreams are put in jars for thirsty minds to drink

 

That stanza stuck out. Great work! 

Madeline | Sat, 07/09/2011

thanks.

thank you. and it does too. if i go outside at night, i am almost overwhelmed with thought matter.

Aalen Fideli | Sat, 07/09/2011

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