In my jacket pocket,
No. I had it before
and my ticket somewhere,
There, deep in the back pocket of my jeans,
where is the gate A-45?
“Don’t leave your luggage unattended”,
Need to check…
Just need to close my carry-on again,
how did I fit the computer inside?
And there under the sofa
isn’t that my Ipad?
“Gate has changed for flight 753 to Stockholm”
That’s terminal B, back through security,
Running. Pulse racing,
“Last call for flight 753”
Lillian wants us to ponder dreaming at dVerse, and this is my repeated dream. Hope your dreams are better.
January 28, 2020
I am right IN this dream with you! Bed sheets tangled….your legs must have been pumping before you woke up! 🙂
I do remember some real airports that are nightmares… just to name one. Atlanta. I think it took me three hours to get out of that airport once when leaving.
Anxiety dreams. Mine are still of missing exams or leaving babies on buses…
Oh … babies on buses sounds worse than my airport dreams
I’ve lost lots of babies on trams, buses, in shops and lost dogs in the garden…
That gate change sounds like a layover I had in Atlanta, where the distance between the two terminals seemed to be twice as long as the window between flights.
Atlanta is my least favorite airport in the world.
Goodness! Dreams about missing connections, appointments, whatever
Those dreams of not being able to get somewhere can be annoying.
This dream is all too familiar, Björn! I’m thankful we have a duvet and no sheets, otherwise I might have strangled my husband!
Been there, in the dream world and in real life.
Not much rest in those dreams and not much peace when awake in those waking nightmares.
Someone travels a lot, in and out of his dreams
the anxiety is tangible in your precise description
Anxiety dreams are horrible. I could feel the anxiety here! I don’t think I’ve ever had an airport one though. Or Jane’s lost babies.
This is exactly the way it happens! Well done.
I wake with such anxiety from these types of dreams. This one shows the scatterings of the brain while dreaming. Good one!
GEEEEZ! flying certainly triggers a lot of anxiety on me, too. Love the last twist!
Ih! the anxiousness at the airport!!
Looks like you’ve had quite experiences at the airport…But I guess we all do 🙂
Hah- you turned your anxiety dream into a poem. I tried (the one where my ex and his wife come to my wedding and she insists on wearing a dress identical to mine, right to the last minute, when she changes, and then everyone wonders what I was so upset about). Ahem. Anyway, I got anxious all over again just trying to write it. But you give me inspiration!
Hate those kids of dreams. I have them often. Great poem!
I love the affect of this piece. I could feel anxiety building and ending abruptly with the last line.
I have had a few airport dreams, they seem to go to many different places. The last one I had I couldn’t find my gate and I was pulling a beautiful blue suitcase.
I love how we’re pulled into the waking world with “Bedsheet-tangled
and awake.” Especially after all the airport dreams I’ve had!
All too real, Bjorn!
Every time that gate change, but also the dream as a whole resonates.
Oh, these dreams! I always want to know what I’ve done or am supposed to do to make one of these visit me. You’ve written this so well!
Oh, dreams and bed sheets tangles. Ha!