Dreams August 28 Night

Raffery Bedroom Ceiling August 2016

Dream two:
I am shitting
On the toilet
In the office
During the meeting

I am self-conscious
Though everyone shits
On the toilet
In the office
During the meeting

A lace tablecloth
Covers my lap
So delicate
So white
As my colleagues
Take notes
And speak of projections
Revenue streams
Writing notes

I shit self-consciously
No one gives me notice
It’s my first time shitting
On the toilet
In the office
During the meeting.

Dream one:
I am driving an 80’s Caddy
At winter’s night
From the passenger seat
The driver is half-in, half-out
We know each other well
But we are on snowy roads
And I need his help
To turn on the windshield wipers
I tell him and he obliges
We are both comfortable
With my driving
With his half-in, half-out
In an 80’s Caddy.

© Copyright 2017 by John David Higham. All rights reserved.
Photo: Dreamspace Construction (Lewisburg: September 2017)

At Night

Moon W Cloudy Sky Trees June

At night, when The Angels
Surround my bed
And
Support me
And
Tell me
That it is not yet my time
To
Cross over,
They show me all colors
And
Remind me that my Mind’s Eye
Is
Not colorblind.

At night, when I converse
With
Those who have crossed
And
Read their words
Printed on red leather pages
And
Journey in the dream world
With
Their souls joined to me.

At night, when I see
Beyond
My waking world
As
Angelic essences swirl
Above
My dream bed.

At night, sweet night
Of
Conscious
And
Lucid dreaming
When
I fly about
And
Know such things
That
The waking me
Can’t
Yet embrace:
At
Night
I am emancipated…

I Apologize 2 No 1

September 26 2015 111

I Apologize
2no1
4 being
Even IF.

I apologize
2no1
4 being
Even IF
My being makes
U uncomfortable.

I apologize
2no1
4 living beyond
My past pain
4 loving beyond
My past loves
Even IF
U can’t embrace that.

I apologize
2no1
4 not being good enough
4 not being man enough
4 not being nurturing enough
Even IF
U can’t honor my path.

I apologize
2no1
4 knowing souls
4 dancing with spirits
4 experiencing other’s feelings
Even IF
That scares
U
And doesn’t fit
In your narrow mind.

I apologize
2no1
4 being like a tree
4 reaching skyward
4 growing deeper my roots
Even IF
U can’t be inspired,
U can’t grow, and
U can’t be alive.

I apologize
2no1
4 being a grounded dreamer
4 writing my soul
4 the worlds inside my head
Even IF
U judge,
U mock, and
U condemn.

I apologize
2no1
4 really loving me
Even IF
U r envious
U can’t be a miracle, and
U can’t embrace miracles.

I apologize
2no1
4 embracing bliss
Even IF
U flock to pain,
U welcome hurt, and
U seek out disappointment.

I apologize
2no1
4 honoring U
4 honoring your path,
Even IF
U can’t give 2 me
The same honors.

The Apocalyptic Dream Triptych

May 23 2015 165

The Apocalyptic Dream Triptych

A night of dreams
A night of visions
A night of hells
One upon
One upon
One
They seeped
Into
My dream world,
The Apocalyptic Dream Triptych.

Behold the first:
Overhead a helicopter flew
Then
Another
Another
Another;
The air now filled
By
Swarming mechanized gnats
Dodging
Flying
Creating
Aggressive war visuals
That killed in the skies
That killed on the lands
That killed in the waters
Whilst
I, with perfect hair
I, with perfect t-shirt
I, with perfect jeans
Worked on my hot rod
On that summer’s day
And knew killing would take me.

A night of dreams
A night of visions
A night of hells
One upon
One upon
One
They invaded
My dream world,
The Apocalyptic Dream Triptych.
Behold the second:
A great white light erased
Copters, warriors, and car
As
I stood
Watching Earth and Sky
Join in a bright white light
Vaporizing all matter
Like a celestial laser beam
Growing in a lethal ripple
In whiteness hotter than fire.
No flames did burn
As all matter instead vaporized
Into whiteness.
I smiled and waited
For
Devouring light
To consume
Earth,
To consume
Sky,
To consume
Me.

A night of dreams
A night of visions
A night of hells
One upon
One upon
One
They devoured
My dream world,
The Apocalyptic Dream Triptych.

Behold the third:
Whiteness became lush green
From the back
Of the stake truck
I rode in the jungle
With my son
As
A horde of monkeys,
Starving,
Emerged
From everywhere.
“The animals are king,”
I said,
“We are their meals
As we occupy the bottom
Of nature’s food
Chain.”
They feasted on him,
They feasted on the driver,
Leaving room for dessert:
Me.

A night of dreams
A night of visions
A night of hells
One upon
One upon
One
They defined
My dream world,
The Apocalyptic Dream Triptych
Consumed me by aggressive men
Consumed me by celestial disaster
Consumed me by ravenous animals:
Yet,
My serenity remained unshaken;
Yet,
My faith remained unshaken;
Yet,
My love remained unshaken:
One upon
One upon
One
These gifts define
My path beyond
The Apocalyptic Dream Triptych.