Dreams Silent Movies


I was once here,
connected, present.
There was desire,
need, relevance,
but I turned cold,
withdrawn, silent.
Life is what you
make of your dreams.
My dreams are
silent movies
without captions.


© Copyright Susie Clevenger 2011

Comments

thats a fabulous metaphor.very very evocative.
besties to you!
such a fitting way to see it...I felt that feeling.

~alaurilee
Lorna Cahall said…
Nice poem and a great photo. Dramatic!
Lorna Cahall
Anonymous said…
ah this is touching...

"My dreams are
silent movies
without captions."

that's brilliant!
Daydreamertoo said…
They knew how to act then too. All those over-done scenes of fear, and happiness because they had no voices. Loved them! Love ALL the old movies.
Sherry Blue Sky said…
"My dreams are silent movies without captions." WOW! Incredible writing.
Mark Windham said…
ain't that the truth. The lips are moving, but I have no idea.....
Scarlet said…
Great last lines...Nice one ~
Unknown said…
At reading this evocative piece, Susie, I actually utter aloud "What do you mean, silent movies without captions?"
I so loved the inference, the image, I wanted to know more, more, more!
Fireblossom said…
What an interesting way to think of dreams denied. I really like this.
Kay L. Davies said…
I agree with the others. "silent movies without captions" is a wonderful phrase, Susie. Good stuff!
K
Herotomost said…
Wowwwww....holy hell, the last lines are slapped me awake. The sad part is there are so many people who feel this way about their lives. If I could, I would take them all to Mexico for shots at the palapa bar on the beach.....we would become fast friends I think.Killer poem Susie.
Amazing! I'm also just blown away by that last line, so nicely written!
Margaret said…
Life is what you
make of your dreams.


Seems like she has given up...

Hey, hope you got to see "The Artist". I was so happy I saw it on the big screen. Loved every minute of it.