The theatre of night : Adult Poetry

The Night theatre

Sleep drama

In the land of the night

On a ship of dreams, during REM

Lies the land of our souls

Where we at night work on our psyche

We sleep yet are really awake

If you know how to be awake-

Our bodies paralyzes its self

To ensure we do not fight, move

Or lash out--------

In the sleep dramas= theatres

We work on our souls

Our minds challenged by conflicts

Dreaming of people

All of which are really ourselves

Collections of people we know

Each representing what we like or dislike

Within us, challenging parts of us

Of our persona and psyche

Once in awhile we are awakened

In an in between state

Awake, yet asleep-

Feeling fear, sensing invaders

Hearing noise, yet we can not move

Forcing as hard as we can

Pushing the mind to wake up

When finally you can move your body

Feeling somehow invaded, afraid & confused

Between reality and sleep

Knowing it was nothing intruding reality

The voyage of sleep, another world

We do live in-

Sleep can be affect by food, or drink

What we watched on television

I never have nightmares anymore

Haven’t for years

I protect my mind from filth, violence

Gore, blood and useless information

Therefore I do not dream of it

If you do this is why= you have nightmares

Mapping dreams has been a life time interest

To me, studying dreams to find answers

To being awake, to solve problems

Work out inventions, ideas and the spirit

Understanding dreams takes decades

Of soul searching-

Learning your dream symbols is the hardest

Do dreams tell the future?

Sometimes but rarely

First you must conquer the psyche awake

To know what it means in the theatre of night

Then you find your ship of dreams

When you purge your own inner demons

You can conquer the night watchers

Once in awhile they slip in

A ship of intruders to me a warning

When they come

Last night my mind was invaded by

Purple intruders of dimensional space

I could hear their ship and voices

Trying to invade my sleep

Paralyzed I wanted to get my gun

I knew it was unloaded in the drawer

Yet when I woke I knew the gun

Was of no use to these intruders

My 357 seven shooter couldn’t help

This dimensional war

Once we map out our dreams

We learn we fight battles in sleep

Popping dimensions of the lost

Out of our space

A real gun can’t kill them

Haunt, hunt or terminate these

Evil warriors, who do seek harm

Prayer does work:

“I will not feat the terror by night”

Or the scorpions arrows by noon day”

Carrying a staff of light

My weapon of choice

I beam them out of my realm

But now my dreams have warned me

I can decipher dreams

Finding my own the most difficult

Many call me and ask me

What does this dream mean

No invaders of the night are allowed

In my space, so how did these sneak in?

The intruder in sleep tells me an intruder

Awake will seek to harm me

I am warned, this is a warning dream

A war of dimensions, most don’t understand

Something is coming to cause me fear

I will have no fear, I am prepared now

My real gun will be loaded today

Just to be sure but for certain

I will load my biggest weapon

Being aware

My mental weapons are on high alert now

I will stay awake and aware

Today and tonight

Sleep with a loaded gun under my pillow

My mind loaded with a more valuable weapon

Having the gift of being keenly aware-

Woe unto any alive or dead

Any intruder who haunts my dimensions

I am awake day and night

Are you?