Thursday, September 10, 2015

Dialogue of a Dream

The Pine, Hawk and Glossy Ganoderma by Lang Shining

















In my dream I met a sage
we sat under a white pine
I asked " why are you here"

and he replied 
 " I am here because you are here"

I replied,  "can you hear the whispers"

and he replied
" I hear the whispers of  a heart"

summer leaves a trail of days gone past
but, I see new visions awakening
a red tailed hawk circles above

I asked " What do you see in your
orbs of light"

and he replied
"I see a time of change, are you the bird or the tree

I asked " can I be both the bird and the tree"

and he replied
"would you be the roots or the leaves of the tree"

and I replied " without roots there would be no tree"

and he replied
"would you be the water or sunlight"

and I replied "both are needed for growth"

and he replied
 "what type of tree would you be"

and I softly cried " a weeping willow"

and he replied
 "why the willow"

and I replied "deep within the heart of the willow
 a harp plays a magical song"

and he replied 
"then let her sound resonate in the world"


Posted for dVerse - writing dialogue poetry hosted by Victoria
Author's note: This is a fragment from a dream - wip I guess
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19 comments:

  1. ayalaSeptember 10, 2015

    A willow tree, gorgeous poem !

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  2. VictoriaSeptember 10, 2015

    This is just gorgeous, Truedessa--very Zen-like. Thank you.

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  3. MarySeptember 10, 2015

    Ah, the sage is very wise, I think. I like the weeping willow too...and like the idea of a harp playing within!

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  4. tonispencerSeptember 10, 2015

    Lovely poem. the Japanese have several stories about the weeping willow, all of them sad and about lost love or the spirit of a tree that becomes a woman but who leaves her lover. the thought of a harp in the tree is a wonderful lyrical thought.

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  5. BlogorattiSeptember 11, 2015

    Outstanding piece of work, well done.

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  6. kaykualaSeptember 11, 2015

    Let the weeping willow have its say that it weeps no more!

    Hank

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  7. brudbergSeptember 11, 2015

    To me this has the quality of a myth and dreams.. the weeping willow such a significant metaphor.. brings up those times when songs were weaved of willow-twigs.. Wonderful, this is one of you best poems I think. Amazing work.

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  8. XSeptember 11, 2015

    And why a willow? Not for the metaphor of it - but for the song that lies deep within. It is interesting the choices that the sage makes you make. Defining yourself. And I dont think it was for his sake, but your own.

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  9. Alex J. CavanaughSeptember 11, 2015

    That was beautiful, like a wise old tale passed on for generations. Well done!

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  10. GraceSeptember 11, 2015

    What a lovely story, mythical with conversations of a dream ~ But dreams are about ourselves you know ~ If you see yourself as both as a tree and bird, a weeping willow who plays a magical song, then you are ~ I agree with Victoria, so zen-like ~

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  11. Sanaa RizviSeptember 11, 2015

    This is gorgeous... I like the image of the weeping willow.. and its significance at the end. Beautifully executed :D

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  12. Pat HattSeptember 11, 2015

    Need roots to grow strong indeed and within a weeping willow much can flow.

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  13. Katie Mia FrederickSeptember 11, 2015

    Oh.. so true.. a tree that hoards
    leaves cannot spread
    fertilizer for blades
    of lawns of
    meadows
    of flowers
    of bees of
    pollinating
    Life to Love
    to LivE for NOW..:)

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  14. lynn__September 11, 2015

    Beautiful choices as conversation progresses...would be hard to choose between a bird and a tree but weeping willow seems fitting!

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  15. AnonymousSeptember 12, 2015

    This flowed like a gentle river while posing some profound questions and ending in a beautiful denouement.

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  16. Sherry Blue SkySeptember 12, 2015

    Wow! My new favorite of your poems. I LOVE this dialogue so much, love the questions.....especially love that the weeping willow has a harp playing in its center. One of your very best.

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  17. Blue GrumpsterSeptember 13, 2015

    I am a weeping willow that never weeps.

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  18. AnonymousSeptember 13, 2015

    So much wisdom is weaved into the dialogue. It plays out like a fable. Loved it.

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  19. GailSeptember 13, 2015

    This really touched me. I like feeling one with nature and to choose...oh, what a gift.

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