Warning: Storm Approaching

Too Late To Take Cover

There is no where to run and hide

The storm that we were afraid of

Is much worse than we think

It rips us off our feet

Turns our whole life on end

Just when we thought we had a grip

It blindsides us again

It never stops demanding

Wanting more than we are willing to give

We have to climb instead of fall

Put good use to our senseless energy

We have felt it frequently in the past

Then we thought we made it through

We had plenty of time for preparation

Instead, we shrugged our shoulders and went on our way

Instead of getting down to business

If we only took the time?

To explore the madness

We have to be careful

To stay at a close distance

Not too close

That we get dragged in

Experience has taught us so much

Why doesn't anyone listen?

The violent forces of nature

Are also so unforgiving

We can manage now

As we unravel the yarn ball

The cat has willfully torn apart

We take a stand

Gripping life in our hands

Watching all the people

Who walk dazed and confused

Not now

Not ever

With nowhere to go

They choose to be helpless victims

Who get mixed up in the shuffle

If we could see the world

Through the eye of a hurricane

What would we gain?

A new perspective and a different objective

New hope

When do we stop wanting?

When do we stop needing?

The balance that can't be corrected

With a broken scale

We need to find a way

Folding the dry trowels from the dryer isn't enough

Hanging the wet clothes from the washer

Before they wrinkle

Is a slow start

Staying up till 4 in the morning

Playing catch up from the night before

Fantasy can be an easy escape

Reality is rough and disappointing

Creating beauty is never an easy feet

Keep looking

Perseverance and boundless amounts of energy wanted

I can't see any signs posted

The tenderness from one pleasure to the next

Compelling and inviting

An open invitation

There has to be a period of retaliation

That good is never good enough

Once we disarm the triple threat

It becomes so much easier

Then you think we would remember

Of course, we don't

So much easier being the person who was mistreated

With all our choices limited

If we only took the wheel

Steering in the right direction

Careful never to go off the road

All along

We always had the ability and the desire

Even though we couldn't put them together

Like other people do

We are right back at it

Examining life as if we were the test tube baby

The weather changes

A quick morning chill

Rocks our senses

For we know what we want

One step closer

I am convinced

We will get there

No need for makeup or cover-ups

We see it

Then tell it like it is

No fact check needed

We never were the best in science

Philosophy is more our jam

Remember the days

When a little peanut butter and jelly sandwich felt great

All we needed is a nice tall glass of cold milk

Then we realize today isn't so bad after all

We have finally found the key

Hidden under the outside doormat

History always finds a way

To repeat itself

I'm o.k. with that

As long as I fine-tune my life like a piano

Playing so many keys all at once

The same life you once thought was virtually impossible

Is now only a stones throw away

Comments

DREAM ON (author) on February 05, 2020:

My day turned out fine thanks for asking. I wish we could all dream and remember more. Somehow our dreams seem so real and they come and go even faster. My new profession I want to become a Dream Catcher. Pulling those dreams out of the sky like bubbles in the air. One by one. They were going to pop anyway. I caught them just before they exploded. Giving and sharing is what life is all about. It's staying lighter longer here in Maine It doesn't get darker until around 5.We have had a good winter so far. Talk soon.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on February 04, 2020:

Dream on,

I loved your reply.

What a quick and sharp mind you have to detail with writing.

Keep going.

I hope your 16 hr day turned out okay for you.

Enjoy your morning.

DREAM ON (author) on February 03, 2020:

Kari Poulsen I love grape jelly and lots of peanut butter. I often think back and try to enjoy all the memories I can conjure up. Thoughts fly by so quickly. I do all I can to remember yesterday when I try to expand it even farther to last week and other times it is a real mind explosion. Thank you for being here. It is so much fun sharing what once was idle thoughts now they are active, alive and free. Have a special and good morning.

Kari Poulsen from Ohio on January 31, 2020:

I remember pbj's and milk after playing outside all morning. Just for a moment I was able to put myself in that mind and feel true pleasure. Life is too hard if you are not grateful.

DREAM ON (author) on January 31, 2020:

Dim Flaxenwick I am honored you liked my poem so much. I have read so many other people's writings here on HubPages and each person has their own style and technique. It is hard not to like what someone else puts their heart and soul into. Then I wonder can everyone still be original. When I read someone else's story or writing my mind goes off in a different direction. It goes off course. I don't know why or where. It is usually just a pleasant place in a dreamland that doesn't exist. Other times it is something that happened to me that I find funny and I try to bring it to life. Then even other times it is a combination of both. Each time I am pleased with what I wrote. Hoping only to improve on me and so we all can share our thoughts and stories. Making it fun and a loving atmosphere and place. I have always felt welcome no matter if I had many mistakes which I have had. Everybody has been like a big brother or sister and held my hand until I built up confidence and practiced and got better. Thank you so much for your years of support and kindness. Wishing you the most wonderful of weekends. Heres to many more stories and fantasies only a tap away.

Dim Flaxenwick from Great Britain on January 27, 2020:

This is absolutely brilliant.

DREAM ON (author) on January 26, 2020:

Brenda Arledge Today must be my lucky day. I just explained on another hub to Lorna Lamon how great it is to be appreciated. Words just don't cut it. I sit and write and before this very minute I never even thought of this thought. Then as I type something comes over me. Sometimes good sometimes scary. It is as if another person is whispering what to write in my ear. So when all is said and done. The finished product. Good or bad. If it is good I get appreciated. If it is bad where do I send it back? Back to my brain for reconstruction. Do I just demolish it and start again. That looks like an easy way. But just maybe something can be scrapped. We can make sense of it all. Maybe I missed the boat. I hope another one is coming soon. I don't see anyone else waiting. I think I will walk. It will take me forever. I could take the bus. If I only knew when the bus schedule. Many people take an Uber today. I guess I have to get an Uber app. first. I could run. No, I am too out of shape for that. I could walk really fast. I would probably look like a crazy person walking and talking to myself. I could sit here and dream. Now that looks like so much fun. I have this large rock to sit on. Now I can dream my wildest dream. Wait just a minute. I didn't notice it before. But the rock is covered with ants. Now, these ants are all on me. I quickly jump off the rock and shake my hands and body off. Now, who would think ants would be on a rock? What man would sit on a rock? I have done both. I am just that man. Just another one of my stories that never went to print. (lol) Thank you for making my morning. I have so excited. I can't sleep. I have to work for 16 hours straight. I do get to 15-minute breaks. I am doing a friend a favor. He took my shift and I took his. Yesterday, I got the whole day off. Now I have to keep my end of the bargain. Talk soon. Life is full of surprises. The best ones are the ones that keep coming again and again. Have a sweet Sunday. I am looking for an awesome one myself. It is not what you have. It is what you do what you have. Thanks again.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on January 24, 2020:

Dream On,

This piece of work is beyond Awesome!

You have captured every point in life. How we fall and stumble..repeat it once again. Learning another way until the time may come when we finally get it right.

Like you say, " a well tuned piano".

Superb Write!

Have a great day.

DREAM ON (author) on September 27, 2019:

Gypsy Rose Lee I believe all the people we love are still with us. They try to communicate with us all the time. Helping and guiding us when we need it. They also want us to live our lives and enjoy the beauty we have in this world. When our time comes we shall also be able to help other people. For now, we should take part in our own way of living life to the fullest. Helping each other on earth and when we do get signs from the other side welcome them as a reminder life continues after we are physically gone. There are so many unexplained things in our life we may never know the answers too. Like you said when the hats fell you just knew it was a sign. Maybe telling you I am o.k. and now you have to live your life. It doesn't mean to forget the past but live in the present. By doing this you can uncover your own path. Learning and sharing with other people all the time. I have been crazy busy and I have been trying to wrap up the yard for the winter. The weather is changing and it gets dark earlier now. Thank you for all your support and beautiful comments.

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on September 19, 2019:

I am now trying to figure out what message I was given or just a sign that my love is here and with me. Our weather turned kind of strange and this wild wind started blowing about. Now I remember the day in August 2017 after I was told my soul mate had passed on a wild wind whipped across the sky and all day it blew and I knew he was trying to get accoustomed to a new dimension. I always have a window open next to where I do my work on my PC as the wind keeps blowing in and out suddenly I heard a plop behind me. With no cats around and me all alone I wondered what could have fallen. Stacked up on top of my tall bookshelf are some caps. They are all stacked one on top of the other. When we lived in Latvia we loved wearing caps whenever we went out. Today two of the caps had fallen neatly to the floor with a plop. Now if the wind had blown in and across the top of the bookshelf surely anything and everything would of blown down. Only two caps neatly together plop. I am glad fo at least some time I am no longer alone. I replaced them but the message was clear. The wind continues to blow but now the caps stay put. It is a good feeling to get a sign, a very good feeling.

DREAM ON (author) on September 16, 2019:

John Hansen Thank you for being the first to read my poem. Many things and feelings can and do happen on any given day. If we stay proactive we can be ready to respond to any situation as it comes. Today is a wonderful sunny day and my wife is healing slowly. It has been two weeks and doctors visits are becoming a regular thing. We changed our routine and are adapting to all the new conditions. Leaving earlier for work and making adjustments as needed. My wife and I wish you and your family great health. Have a lovely Monday.

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on September 15, 2019:

Much food for thought here Dream On. Life is complicated at times. Sometimes the things expected don't eventuate and the most unlikely things are those that eventuate. A good read here.