~ SAT A VICAR ~
{a most disturbing dream}
This particular night I did dream
Of a palace, and its great tower's sway
I am unseen, but have a strong sense of me
Amid a gala, where, Mozart's music did play
There, sat a vicar, with a reddish gaze...
The dream, trampled and ominous, like churches of hate
Yet, this palace was adorned, with a most holy array
With all its guests gossiping, and whispering worship
A feeling of despotism, was quite coyly conveyed
There, sat a vicar, with a reddish gaze...
Four masked guards, in the palace tower
Three British dancers performed, as if ballet
Two grandfather clocks, foreseeing the future
One got the feeling, this dream was staged
There, sat a vicar, with a reddish gaze...
I hated myself, and from my knees, I prayed
In a searing sweat, I did abruptly awake
I reached for a towel, to dry my face
In the corner, of my chair, on leather and lace
Sat a vicar,
As I recalled,
From another time,
Another place...
This particular night, I did dream
Of a vicar, with a reddish gaze
Who sat, with great authority
And cast a dark net, over all he surveyed...
Tony Taylor
* a most disturbing dreamÂ
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Aww I wouldn’t care to dream about him Tony but brilliantly written ❤️💕❤️
Big Smiles!!...I know EXACTLY what you mean JILL!!......Thank you so much for your ever-enduring support dear poet sister!!......Smiles.. and I do hope you never have to deal with such an overwhelming dream!!......Glide On Love!!.......T xo : )
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Hi Tony...I love having dreams ....everything is more in dreams, atmosphere emotions weirdness...this one is right up my street...you have conveyed the eeriness so well in this write...hugs đź’•
Thank you so much MARION!!...I tried VERY hard to do precisely that!!.....I am so pleased that you caught that angle my friend!!.....your comments never cease to impress!!......Thanx Again for your wonderful insights and impressions!!......smiles......T xo : )
What a dream Sir Tony..
i ve tried capturing some of my dreams over the yearsÂ
in poetry form. But was never able to do such a wonderful work as you did here.
Liked and Pinned my friend and brother.
Another Masterpiece!
Blessings.
Sir BARKER!!......I thank you kindly and having read many of your poems I have NO doubt that should you decide to capture a dream in words.....that you would shine in your efforts as you so frequently do......Thank You again dear poet brother......Glide On Love!!......T xo : )
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Right back at ya Miss LILIANA!!......smiles......T xo  : )
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If I am not mistaken GREG!!??...I believe you just challenged me to write a FUN/HAPPY kind of poem!!......I accept Sir!!.....Please give me a day or so......I will rise to the occasion!!......smiles......your cyber-friend and admirer!!.......T xo : )
Well yeah I did challenge you but you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to if you feel that’s something you can’t do but I still challenge you
I sense an eerie distorted dream here Tony. A medley of impressions that twist the dreamers mind, and play on their nerves. Quite sinister in parts. I think you conveyed that fragmented, yet blended vision dreams can somehow fluidly play out. And only on waking do we fully react to it’s twisted construct and creepy nature.
A fab write my friend :) x
Wow Tony!! Talk about something from the left field.
I think Freud would have a field day deconstructing this one.
So much to take in and interpret a real wave after wave of taught, surreal imagery reads like overlapping layers, like an onion for want of more descriptive word, but in reverse, not been peeled away but added to.
It's been said the best way to interpret a dream is to simply reverse it.
So your vicar is the devil and that's your starting point.
And hopefully all the jigsaw pieces will slot together.
Tony beautifully written imagery as always, but for the love of Pete
and for the life of me,
this is a real toughie to figure out and find any threads for any final contented closure.
Thanks Tony for real surreal poetry food for thought and my friend, if your pillow could talk...
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Excellent result as always Tony. JP