A Childhood Dream Poem by Tom Billsborough
A Childhood Dream
Descend the spiral staircase
To a stone-flagged floor
And once again confront
That green door
Of my childhood dreams.
I shivered slightly
As the room was damp
But had no sense of fear.
A pale light issued
From a single lamp
As I stood rooted there
What did it mean?
The door was locked.
There was no key
Only a voice informing me
That I in verse must forge
A song to open up the mystery.
A code with exact words
In exact combination.
I have a strange sensation
That it concerned my consciousness,
And the instigator of being.
It's only recently, after discussions with Robert Smith about Consciousness, that I realised the subject of the dream. The key still eludes me, I'm afraid!
This is a strange dream! Usually children will be dreaming of candies, adventures or at the most some fun filled trips! If you had such dreams as a child, you must have been a genius or simply exceptional...! When I analyse this dream, I feel that it was invitation to you to become a poet or as you feel an exhortation to probe deeper into your Consciousness! However, sublime thoughts on a lofty theme! A profound write! A huge 10
This is a strange dream! Children will dream of candies, adventures or at the most going for a fun filled trip! This shows that you were a genius or exceptional even from your childhood. When I analyse this dream, I feel this is an invitation to you to become a poet or as you feel, an exhortation to probe deeper into your Consciousness! Sublime thoughts and lofty theme!
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5/10/2024 5:37:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful feelings share all.. Very nice!