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Author Name: Freebluefish 3 Comments
Date Added: June 30, 2005 00:06:11 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Dream Goat

i drempt once of a barn

hammered with ancient nails

where i was dressed

in a body

that imagination had given to me.

in the riddle of hay

and lantern light

a goat becoming a mother pushed

a new life into

the world of my dreams.

She licked until

this wobbling

wonder feasted on her udder.

As the mother pushed

on the babies tail

nudging toward supper

Satisfied nursing

the newborn doeling

spent and curious

layed down

slept with a dream

within a dream.

The mother returned to her birthing

down in the sawdust and hay

the little does twin was coming

a pink nose two legs

and ears that seemed

to be too large

a gentle muzzle

mysterious and wise

the mother goat

called to me

to help once again

to attend a new disembarkment

into a world

that was under the close

of my eyelids..

My hands on damp legs

and slimy but new

i pulled a star

stained goat baby

from the flow of the womb

into this nightworld

i gathered the new arrival and

discover the tiny whirl

of penis beneath..

i shook my head

another worthless male...

"a drainer of milk,

a wee creature..."

said an angel that

waited behind me

"One that would only eat

and consume--

a bearer of one day

captious pair horns

and mischevious hoofs."

i looked in the eyes

of the one who

i had pulled from the womb

i stared into his eyes

and discovered

in the shinning orbs

my reflection

and the kid goat

cried for the comfort of milk.

How so like myself

was this goat

neither of us

understood

how we had arrived

in another dream...

Long i had forgotten

the shape of my own cries

that flew like moths

up the passage ways of stars

with wings of nightmares

"Do you understand

child of dust"

sung the Angel.

The moon reflected

itself from the open skylight

of the barn

and shimmered silver a unlucky pail..

A choice two pails

one of warm water

that i had bought

to wash new bodies in welcome--

and another was cold

and the metal gleamed

showed at the bottom

crystal liquid a terrible judgement...

Unfortunate for those

who would be chosen.

without thinking

i placed the tiny legs

into the cold bucket

and let the baby goat fall head first into the bucket

the buck tried to turn

away his head from

the kiss of water

the ears floated

as another baby kiddling

emerged from the nanny goat.

How the bucks legs

kicked in the air

and shutter as i pulled

his sister free

his cries only made bubbles

as i bathed her

with warm water.

How his beautiful hooves

jerked

and tried to run

beyond the confines

of water and pail

but he only sunk

farther into the shallow depths

his stuggles sunk him farther

His birth mate

i washed in silence

and watched the dark doeling

feed greedily

as her brother expired

his legs

like rags collapsing

on the round edges

as his older sister

awoke from her slumber

and jumped and danced in the straw...

Not seeing legs

from a bucket stiffening...

But the possibility

of swelling gift of milk

that had been made

for her and her young sister....

"Mark it well," said the angel

"this is the outcome of human pride...

for as surly as being

comes from birth

it slides

into boundaries of death

no one knows when

a pail waits for them..."

i held the still wet body

interlaced in my arms

confused whether the tears

that appeared

where for this dream goat

or for the silence

i sensed in myself--

as i wakened this world

fell away like

a forgotten blossom

but know i dread

to look into pails

and my prayers

seem to be liquid.

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Comments:
Comment By: PremiumLindaM on June 30, 2005 11:35:06 PM Report
What a powerful and heart-wrenching
story. Amazing work.
Linda
Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on June 30, 2005 10:02:49 AM Report
Andrew, as I read this so heartfelt it was beautiful and yet so very sad... what a story!! Your gift is amazing my friend.. ~ She
Comment By: Freehiddendragon on June 30, 2005 09:03:39 AM Report
Andrew,

I find my words are stifled...drowned in tears...this is very sad.

A terribly moving poem...

Dragon~




 


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