Greetings and salutations, my dearest digital friends!
I had a bad dream some time ago. Not sure I would call it a nightmare, per se.
As all good lit nerds are prone to do, I was reading Shakespeare earlier that day… the scene from Romeo & Juliet, Act 1, Scene 4, where Mercutio speaks of dreams and Queen Mab.
The speech is known for its ever-darkening tone where Mab transforms in dreams from a spritely prankster to something far more malevolent.
And so it occurred with my bad dream… though I cannot recall the details, I do recall the foreboding feeling it left with me when I startled awake that morning.
It is with that literary and surreal backdrop as context, this poem came to me. I truly hope you enjoy it. Sleep tight.
Please let me know your thoughts, feelings, and reactions to this poem in the ‘Leave a Reply’ comment section at the bottom of this page.
-PS Conway ☘️ ☘️ ☘️
At the bottom of the page you will find an embedded YouTube link to watch this scene. It is FANTASTIC if you have an extra 5 minutes to watch it.
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slumber’s sweet disguise
tell me of your dreams so light and fleeting
like a spiderweb floating on a breeze
mostly unseen save space clean and empty
in between balustrades on a balcony
a still place where Mab haunts Mercutio
where fairies dance ‘long gossamer moonbeams
tickle tender lips to pucker just so
flush with love, thick swollen whilst passion teems
where all of our need
our excess and greed
feed our worst instincts
seed more dark desires
where the cowardice of midsummer’s day
coats itself in the violent blanket
of night, the stealth of bloodlust, scent of decay
dissembles in this obscene Queen’s gambit
always to awake ‘til dreams fade final
unto death, we draw breath with stark surprise
our woken mind revived, alive and vital,
aware of glamours hid midst slumber’s sweet disguise