A Final Dance..

I wonder if dreams are just dreams, or dreams are omens. So far, they are fine.. But sometimes, I do get such dreams that scare the hell out of me, and I wake up in a cold sweat wondering if that’ll ever come true. Sometimes, that same dream recurs as well…

The poem, written in “Free verse”, for the thirteen words given by Brenda at The Sunday Whirl wordle, for Week 276 at Sunday Scribblings, where the topic is Captivate, and for Poetry Potluck’s 44th week where the theme is Poetry inspired by a Painting or Image. Accompanying image from THIS SOURCE.


From the deep flaps of the dead jungle,
The music resonates; drum beats and trumpets
In reverence of the celestial queen,
Pristine in her white gown, divine to all.
Alluring is the rhythm of their dance,
I watch on, captivated by an ominous fate,
Seen yet unseen from the balcony of a tree;
Try to convince this is just an illusion,
In the voids of my heart, I know it’s not,
It is a pantomime, their silence echoes as
I observe the last sun rays that stay forgot.
As the light turns emerald under Her glance,
They shall jostle for priority, first chance,
Bonds broken, but remains same a stance,
For I’m the blessed meal they have sought,
A pig for slaughter that they have brought;
Far away from my shouts, I awaken,
Yet I know it’ll return, they always return
For one more, for one final bone dance..


© Leo 18/July/2011

Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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  1. I can imagine the bone men coming to you in sleep is enough to make your pulse race..you have made us feel the claustrophobia..I hope this dream soon fades..Jae

    • I wish so too, Jae. But it does recur. I wonder if it is good or bad that I could make you feel the claustrophobia 😛 😆

  2. Love the image, which might be even scarier than your retelling of the dream. Something about skeletons… And, I too love the line ‘for one final bone dance’. Bone is such an evocative word and it sounds good. I like the way you use many of the words. Strong images.
    The only suggestion: With your end words either have a rhyme scheme, or don’t. If you only rhyme some it raises the question of whether you meant to or not [which may be something that doesn’t bother you :)].
    I enjoyed visiting.
    margo

    • I don’t mind it being a partial rhyme, Margo, because it also has its own beauty I feel. 🙂 Will keep it in mind though. Thanks!

      Glad you liked my poetry and the images invoked by it. 🙂 Thankfully, it has stopped coming now.

  3. I would say this sounds like more of a nightmare if it weren’t written so beautifully. Love the imagery. Glad you woke up before you were a feast!

  4. Dreams are a magical thing. I had one last night that I certainly hope isn’t prophetic. I’ll keep it to myself so as not to grant it life! Nice poem! Bad dream!

  5. This is pretty interesting, but I don’t think it’s an omen. I certainly hope not, anyway! I used to dream about an insane clown spinning my bed, but I haven’t seen him around lately. Good job on this one!

  6. Incredible.

    I have these very strange recurring dreams which indeed seem ominous and I can’t help but wonder what these visions are hiding from me.

  7. Okay, I know it was supposed to be scary or creepy or something, but for some weird reason I found the picture this poem evoked in my mind to be absolutely hilarious!! 😀 😀

    • Maybe that was just what was needed, Pencil Girl 🙂 To laugh at it, rather than be afraid of it. Thank you. It eased my mind. 🙂

    • Yes, quite a weird one I think, Rachel. But its not recurring now. Maybe it was just something in my mind I needed to get out. 🙂

  8. I have scary dream alllllll the time. Actually I think I mostly have only scary dreams 😛

    And you really chilled me with the poem that followed.

  9. wow, the imagery is just awesome leo!! love this one.
    and i have really horrible and weird dreams too… i had one of them when i was away from home in Hyderabad. so no mom to console me… 🙁 that was the worst till now

    • Oh that’s sad, Kirti.. but it’s okay I guess 😛 Needs a lone scary dream for it to be really scary! 😀 Glad you liked the imagery…

  10. Hey there, Leo! Haven’t read you in a while. 🙂 I just loved loved loved your poem. It’s playfully eerie. Dark but not melancholy. “Balanced” may be the most accurate word to describe it. I enjoyed it.

    • A balanced nightmare, Judd? 😉 Is there really such a thing, I wonder?! 😀 Glad you loved the poem, and its eerieness..

    • LOL 😀 It does feel like a pig’s nightmare, doesn’t it? Another fun way of looking at it. (Not from the eye of the pig of course) 😀

      Thanks Daydreamer 🙂

    • I’m just there now 🙂 Thanks for the redirect Sowmya.

      Glad you liked it, and yes, sort of relevant to the past I guess 😀

    • LOL 😀 I’ll ask them to chase you down and pick you up as secondary meal, Deboshree. 😉 I’m sure they won’t mind 😆

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