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A Poem by RobertRonnow

Author: RobertRonnow
Created: October 28, 2015 at 05:43 am
Upload Type: Poem, G (All)  
Category: Free Verse | Writing | General/Other
Upload Stats: 4.5 Stars by 2 users with 2 comments and 152 views

I prefer to sleep and dream  

I prefer to sleep and dream than face
this solitary room. No pity, I go on
without a drink and look with gay eyes on
my future in a forest or a city, someplace.

It's very amusing, what a middle class boy
like me came to, isolated in the northwest
corner of this island, caught in the deepest
loneliness and yet in my heart all this joy.

Surrounded by buildings I am not at peace
yet strangely I am, not like a zen
master but as a man in the wind who when
most despairing and oppressed is most released.

Old records, old unloved books. Sara's cheek
is a source of pleasure, but she has a friend
with whom to share it and can depend
on him for companionship throughout the week.

So I ride the subway home. I look at faces
and they look at mine, mute, animated spirits.
A crazy woman pushes aboard and exhibits
herself. To her, the passengers' glances are caresses.

© RobertRonnow - all rights reserved

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October 28, 2015
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I often find myself dreaming when I am awake! Musing on this and that. I rarely remember my sleeping ones. Living in a village can seem a bit isolated at times, especially when the weather turns. But, on the plus side, the outside world is kept at bay, at least as long as the snow lasts. (This should have been in my other review, but never mind!) Old books - I am a big fan of the Brontes, Jane Austen, etc. People say I am old-fashioned in some ways.

Aren't we all exhibitionists in some way? Acting up at times, and playing to an audience?

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October 28, 2015
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Shakespeare wrote quite a bit about the nature of sleep. The quote that springs to mind comes from 'Hamlet', and is part of the To Be, or Not To Be speech: "To sleep, perchance to dream..." Dreams can say so much about ourselves, and the way we perceive world. When we recall them, that is!

I am a 'middle class boy' who loves old books and old records, so those lines struck a chord. And the 'Zen' too, as Buddhism is fascinating, and can teach us a lot. 'Some place' - I have lived abroad, in my childhood, and would like to try again in adulthood.

PS: I am curious about line three of the first verse....

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