On Dreams – Drabble

Dreams being ships had left the harbour of his mind years ago. He would still watch the ocean, but no longer in the hope of seeing any of them return. Nowadays visiting the sea was spending time with an old lover. He would go each day, regardless of the weather, and allow the hiss and crash of waves to wash over him and sweep his ailments away on its tides to the same distant places his dreams resided. Once long ago, he thought a dream came back realised. But she was a Siren blemished by the return of countless nightmares.

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16 thoughts on “On Dreams – Drabble

  1. Pingback: On Dreams II « Filling a Hole

    1. screen_scribbla Post author

      Thank you. For reading and commenting. I’m glad you enjoyed it, and yes, those nightmares chisel away at us. Thankfully they reveal our character underneath.

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  2. screen_scribbla Post author

    Oh, wow. That is really high praise!!! I really like your imagination. Lovecraftian is a perfect verb (not just adjective) to describe the process. The central question that could open this whole story up would be: What happens to dreams when they are exposed to reality and logical reasoning?
    Marvelous, simply marvelous. I may just explore that theme deeper, as it has so many potent and wonderful possibilities.
    Thanks so much for your input.

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  3. Madison Woods

    Love the new header image, too.

    There is nothing cthulhu about this, but it feels Lovecraftian for some reason. I can just imagine the dreams leaving harbor and disappearing to the undersea world where strangeness lurks as a matter of habit.

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    1. screen_scribbla Post author

      Thank you. I took that on my phone last week when I was out filming. The wind was howling and it was freezing up on the dune, but the footage came out great.

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    1. screen_scribbla Post author

      Thanks Kay.

      In essence: he met a girl on the beach many years previously who he thought was a dream come true. She nearly destroyed him with her cynicism because someone had trampled on her dreams and she led an unfulfilled life.

      Hope it helps.

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  4. Mike

    A great piece of writing – very evocative.
    I can’t (nor do I want to) get the idea of dreams being ships, out of my head. Then putting that idea alongside your mind being a harbour was just brilliant.
    Well done & thanks.

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    1. screen_scribbla Post author

      I think some mornings the coffee must be more inspired than others, lol. I must admit that I enjoyed this image too.
      Thank you for your comment. And for your continued support.

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    1. screen_scribbla Post author

      Wow – your words are most inspiring in return. I am very glad that you can enjoy my musings. Thank you very much for your time and effort to read and comment on them.

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