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DEAN AND THIS POEMS DREAMS AND NIGHTMARES

DEAN AND THIS  POEMS DREAMS AND NIGHTMARES

I fell sleep reading one DEANS poems,Had dream I was walking down
a country road blue skes little clouds birdes were singing in the fields were 2 little
white dogs who thay belong to who knows, a peaceful dream,
THEN!!! dark clouds came in and I was never the same it started to rain,
THUNDER LIGHTING!!!! I came to door with nightlight it was locked,
a voice from behind the door said come in I said its locked and,
THEN!!!! the door opened and DEAN was standing there and said
with a smile WELCOME!!!! to my world and grabed me by the arm
and closed the door the smell of death you could smell, people
screaming, crying, laughing clowns and a guillotine for beheading
and putting the heads on sticks and parade tham around  and then
There was hangings,And fires and a cold nouth wind,I said what is that
Door down there lit up very bight don't go down there you will be sorry,
so I went down the door say knock before entering so I did a tall skinny
Man opened the door he pulled me in I hit him and killed him and buried him
and Dean pulled me back in then I saw some one in bed with a plunger and screaming,
and then a old woman cameing to him black rose everywhere eyes everywhere in the dark
then I said what is that door Dean says NO NO you cant go there so ran to the door Dean running after me I
 get to the door it said knock 3 times so I did and DEAN says oh no a trap door opens and says who are you
GREG whats the password I said I don't know LARRY RAN the door opens  and very bight light hits me and
Dean is crying and I am pulled in and TONY AND CHEARIE AND LARRY AND LINDA SAYS WELCOME TO ARE WORLD 
where love is our foundation that we live by i fell out bed and woke up sweating my heart beating fast after all it was just dream HA HA HA
 

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Dean Kuch

I need to eat or drink whatever it is you're having just before bedtime, Greg, heh-heh-heh!
Perhaps I too would have dreams like this which I could use for inspiration in my own poetry writing.
Thank you for mentioning me in one of your poems.
I am honored and deeply appreciate the sentiment.
Pleasant Screams, my fiend...e-r-r-r-r, heh-heh—*ahem*...I meant friend, of corpse...
~Dean ??☠️

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Greg Etsell

thank you dean no I don't eat or drink right when I go to bed I eat 2 hrs befor I go to bed I don't know why I have those dreams mybe its the wine or my meds but I take thma  in the moring thank you for reading God bless you my friend

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Dean Kuch

God bless you too, Greg, and thank again.  :}

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Tara Grove

Very interesting, I too love Dean's work he reminds me of Edger Allan Poe who is one of my all time favorite Poets I think that is why I am so drawn to Dean's poems. I can see how his poems can make someone have nightmares or strange dreams, but I have my own nightmares that are all to real half the time. I am just glad that I was able to find through poetry of some who i can relate to and not feel like such an outcast I truly am.

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Greg Etsell

Thank you Tara I do like Deans poems to and yes I like Edger Allan Poe to I don't have nightmares every night but when I do thay stand out over peaceful dreams sometimes I wonder about peacefull dreams but always wake up and say ok that was just dream and it wasn't real if its real bad I will wake up and get up and stay up most of the time by 3 am but I try and not worry about it if I can thank you for reading peace and love to you

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Larry Ran

Dear Greg,

We just read your wonderful poem, and we will be posting a comment on it tomorrow morning.
Congratulations on this most unbelievable write.

Love,
Linda and Larry xxx

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Greg Etsell

thank you Larry looking forwood  to what you have to say

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Larry Ran

Dear Greg,

In dreams sometimes I am accosted
By Evil that comes my way
I try so to escape it
Fear I'll live not another day

.
But then a door is opened
By my dearest Cosmo friends
Linda, Cherie, Tony, and Larry
Off the Evil fend

.
I stay with them forever
Surrounded by pure love
They yeach me how to travel
To the shining stars above

Love,
Larry xxx

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Greg Etsell

Thank you Larry so wonderful what you say bless you and love you

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Richard Waters

Tribute done in a commanding fashion.
Deep seated neurological phenomenon are highlighted in a maze of masculine non-conformity derived from symbiotic interpretations, warranting interest or appraisal.
Thanks for sharing this auspicious creativity, bringing forceful consideration to the itinerary.
:)
 

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