Ernestine Northover

Veteran Poet - 1,655 Points (25th March 1943)

Incomplete Jigsaw - Poem by Ernestine Northover

You wake up in the morning
With a dream still in your head,
And you’re nowhere near to sorting it all out.
As the daylight comes at dawning
Up you get and leave your bed,
All’s confusion, giving you so much misdoubt.

Trying to sift through what is left
Within your dazed sub-conscious mind,
Things aren’t fitting, it’s an incomplete jigsaw.
Makes you feel somewhat bereft
When nothing concrete seems defined,
And quick flashes are too difficult to explore.

Yet a feeling stays around you,
Of some other, different sphere,
One where all your inhibitions had taken flight.
But when reality breaks through,
And you’re back with your veneer,
Then the dream is just a phantom of the night.

© Ernestine Northover

Comments about Incomplete Jigsaw by Ernestine Northover

  • Andrew Blakemore (5/25/2008 3:02:00 PM)

    Start at the edges and work your way inwards! Great poem Ernestine. Love, Andrew x (Report) Reply

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  • (8/14/2007 10:05:00 AM)

    Deciphering incomplete jigsaw indeed - love the way you have put this together Ernestine, nothing incomplete there...Justine x (Report) Reply

  • (8/13/2007 1:15:00 PM)

    disorienting, but the picture will eventually come together... -chuck (Report) Reply

  • (7/29/2007 12:07:00 AM)

    Eerily well described Ernestine. Perfect title. Perfect composition. t x (Report) Reply

  • (7/28/2007 8:11:00 PM)

    What a fascinating subject and so skillfully presented. There is something that touches the creative soul in these moments between waking and sleeping and your have captured it superbly in this wonderful piece. Yes, incomplete jigsaw says it all. love, Allie xxxx (Report) Reply

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (7/28/2007 5:20:00 PM)

    You see why i like the topic of Dreams, so much? It's because i am in one even
    when i'm awake. My daughter just informed me that when i took over the PC, that
    i never switched lines, and instead commented on your poem under her name.
    My apologies for mix-up, although as i said, we do both enjoy your work!

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  • (7/28/2007 4:56:00 PM)

    A most facinating & captiuring of my favourite themes.You have so lucidly depicted the nebuli of the afterdream obsession, in most all of us, especially we of image & concept. They say(whoever they be) that our dreams are our minds intent on resolving real issues of our awakened state.'Tis true, most probably, and if that indeed be the case, it is my feeling that anytime i spend an entire night with my sub-coscious, and neither of us can come up with a solution by morning, it's either 1 of 2 things:
    1) It's a' TO BE CONTINUED'
    2) Ineed to invest in a Dreamcatcher

    Great Write, young lady....I enjoyed this one much!

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  • (7/28/2007 4:03:00 PM)

    Yes, I know exactly what you mean Ernestine. Sometimes I try to go back to sleep to finish my dream but it never works! Great write, love Lynda xxx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 28, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, March 25, 2011

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