Remember, or: Dream

A pantoum

We remember remembering the past
Dreaming of ourselves dreaming of the future
Just now, we may have experienced something
Seems dreams leave very strong impressions

Dreaming of ourselves dreaming of the future
Remembering vivid dreams we didn't have
Seems dreams leave very strong impressions
We are of impressions and sensations

Remembering vivid dreams we didn't have
Our dreams are replete with false memories
We are of impressions and sensations
Does one remember himself or another?

Our dreams are replete with false memories
Just now, we may have experienced something
Does one remember himself or another?
We remember remembering the past

W3 poetry prompt

This pantoum was written in response to Kerfe Roig’s W3 prompt ~ to write a poem in sixteen lines or less, in which the last line is identical to the first line.


d’Verse Open Link Night #317

I am sharing this new poem for today’s d’Verse OLN.


Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

44 thoughts on “Remember, or: Dream”

  1. Ben,
    Intriguing words that left me feeling like I was looking through mirrors in front and in back of me. Dreamlife or life awake? I really enjoyed your poem.
    Take good care.

    1. ๐Ÿ’ž Ali ๐Ÿ’ž ~ thanks so much!

      BTW, please feel free to call me ‘David’. That is my first name. The word ‘ben’ means ‘son of’ in Hebrew, and my father’s name was Alexander. I created this blog in his memory.

      I know it’s confusing because Ben is also a name in English… Sorry for the confusion, Ali ๐Ÿ’“

      Much love,
      David

  2. Dreams are mysterious. Some are even predicting what’s going to happen. A great poem.

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