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Dream Tripping

In my dream, I am a schemer,
a consiously devious man.
Not the type to ever help you,
and I would never hold your hand.

Cruising the flood zone,
new victims floating by...
anything of value
I just take for mine.

My job is in the streets.
I'm here to steal your dreams.
Don't think its safe to love me,
I'm danger... you should leave.

But I am not the unfeeling stranger
my emotions teeter the ledge...
my heart, is in it's constant danger...
and I'm not getting out of bed,
I am not getting out of bed.
— themoonman, Nov 07, 2008

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Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

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themoonman

themoonman

17 years 7 months ago

Thank you Barbara...

this is an old write that I have struggled with to get it to the point it is at now... but I am looking for suggestions on it... I think it needs something, but what? thanks for reading! Richard
Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 7 months ago

Dream Tripping

I am not sure what it needs. it sounds good to me. image is good. i see a dream about a terrible person, but in reality is a good person on the outside. I often think crazy things about how to retaliate on people, but never actually do it. I think its good as it is needing nothing more. Respectfully Yours, Barbara
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 7 months ago

Thank you!

I obviously wasn't getting out what I wanted to say... I changed it, the last verse, and used one of the words you suggested... I appreciate your reading and commenting... it made me realize that my thoughts were not being conveyed... thanks! Richard
Janice Pearce

Janice Pearce

17 years 7 months ago

Dream Tripping

Excellent re-write Moon~ To write a touching poem, you must gently stir the soul, if it brings forth tears or smiles, then the story was beautifully told. ~~~~~~~~Janice Pearce~~~~~~~~
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 7 months ago

thank you...

Janice, I appreciate you coming back... it just didn't work at all the first time around... Richard
infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

17 years 7 months ago

Richard

Nice potentially alter-ego write! Dark and cynical. At first I thought you were talking about my ex..... LMAO! Nice job, friend. ~Jess K. ---------------------------------------------------- -"When I was strong, strong in the sound thought I'd see when day was done. Now I'm weaker than the palest blue Oh so weak in this need for you" - Nick Drake
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 6 months ago

Hi Jess...

thanks for reading... glad you liked it and sorry for the reminders.... Richard
deelilah

deelilah

17 years 7 months ago

Thought provoking

Hi Richard, This is pretty deep. I think you're not getting out of bed because you're afraid of the dark thoughts revealed in the dream. Is this true? Anyway, it is thought provoking, and I like it. Donna
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 6 months ago

Hi Donna...

Nah... it is more like I'm not getting out of bed because I know I'm too ruled by my heart kind of not wanting to be out there kind of thing... I'm not really afraid of the dark feelings... I just can't act on them... I don't know if that makes sense to you but that is it... appreciate your read of this one... Richard
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zarul

17 years 7 months ago

whoa

no other better response than 'WHOA'. i think this is ur best work ever. this is the poem that i liked the most from u.
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 6 months ago

Zarul...

thanks man... I'm glad you liked it... Richard
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CatGem

17 years 7 months ago

feels like a song

to me... lyrical... very nice, Stephanie
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prayersbyPatty

17 years 7 months ago

Richard

Sleek is my description of this poem of yours. Enjoyed Patty
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 6 months ago

Patty...

Sleek... I'll take it with much gratitude... Richard
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Nihilia

17 years 6 months ago

I am not getting out of bed.

To me, the repetition of that last line, gives the whole poem an extra twist. Caused me to read it over and over, until all the pieces of the puzzle created an inner image. And the image and atmospher that I recieved, is one of the human psyche. The idea of moving outside patterns and rules, breaking free from collective behaviour, leaving rationalism behind. But there is something or a few things that stop most of us, that force us to remain passive in the physical world, and lock such thoughs into a specified area in the consciousness. Feelings, empathy, maybe a bit of common sense. Anyhow, I really enjoyed this poem, and I agree that it seems complete as it is. //Nihilia
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 6 months ago

Nihilia...

I thank you for the deep look into this write... you have a grand eye for the hidden theres... thank you Richard
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muttering_madwoman

17 years 6 months ago

has

an echoe of frost, done deadlier "and miles to go before i sleep" and all that but far more chilling as an entity, you can feel the breath in the edge of panic very nice very nie N
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 6 months ago

So nice to see you here...

I love the way you read poetry... inspired, panicked...and breathless...! pm me and let me know how you are... you are missed. Richard
Proprietress of Crimson Hearts

Proprietress o…

17 years 5 months ago

great write!

I can identify with the speaker. "and I would never hold your hand" - such a simple line. but it has such an impact the way you have placed it. this poem gave me goosebumps.
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orgami

17 years 5 months ago

beware his candy smile

as I do love punk gothic from england there is a band called Siouxsie and the Banshees and Joy Division that are my theme music in life Banshees have a song about a "candyman" or drug dealer of course sung in such a sweet lyrical way their dark perky tunes echo filled with Susan Dallions voice perfect Mr Moonman I have of course agree to others as I do to you that I am now a fan of yours this poem knocks me on my damned ass just from the periphery like getting T-boned at that favourite intersection knocked me down I LOVE this poem!!!!!!!!!! and will search on my early six oclock utter blackness alone reading neopoet time morning before coffee great great poem Richard!!! thank you