rarely do i dream, or
perhaps remember my
private drama series
playing under the
consciousness i can
not deliberately reach,
though when i was
able to grasp some
bits of pieces of an
already fading mid-
night memory it
will always involve
a plane crash-
ing (with full hollywood
exaggerated effects
of giant smoke and
angry fire) either
wreaking against the
vast thigh of a
meadow or on
poorly-spaced
gossiping roofs,
i have since
googled its meaning
resulting in more
confusion than
peaceful resolution
but at the back
of my honest
thought, i know,
perhaps the plane
is me, my ego, my
pride, my desire
to soar ever so high
wrapped with the
a bitter-tasting dread
of committing a
mistake permanent
and lasting, maybe,
maybe i have always
been afraid of falling
maybe i have always
been afraid of failing.
—
Beautiful Rose…maybe are all afraid of failing..but age and maturity will teach you and help you deal with failures as if you are still winning😉😉😉
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that is true! it comes with experience i think. thank you for reading, Mich!
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Always…keep safe dear..
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Thank you, dear!
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Loved the way you started and the way your poem moved. Aren’t we all afraid of failing 🙂
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ah i agree. i believe we all are. thank you for dropping by!
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amazing 🖤
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thank you!
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WOWZA, this is too good, Rosey!! And the really spooky part is that I also dreamed recently of a plane crash–it clipped the corner roof of my apartment, and I looked out the window: bloody bodies on the ground. Love you muchly–stay safe and healthy–I continue prayers for your reunion with your husband ❤
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geeez. that’s grim! And thank you, sister. keep safe and healthy. much love.
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Love you! Stay safe and blessed😇
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you, too, my dear sister!
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Thank you, Rosey ❤
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always, sissy! a blessed Sunday to you!
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vivid and also frightening, you have described dreams and nightmares with precision, the feeling left behind and the anxiety
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oh thank you for feeling the poem, dear Gina!
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