These are linked poems created week by week for a year, inspired by the book No Choice But To Follow, and the poets therein who did it first.
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Monday, 28 April 2014

April #4

Lifting the Lid

The things we find when we go deep
can be mysterious, like dreams.
Descending the abyss of sleep,
we find not all is what it seems.

For dreams use symbols, and distort
the things we find when we go deep.
Decoding leaves us overwrought,
unsure if we should laugh or weep.

Yet, if we take a wakeful peep
below the lid of consciousness,
the things we find when we go deep
may still be anybody's guess.

Myself, I'd rather meditate 
(the path of therapy being too steep)
and in that peace to contemplate
the joy I find when things go deep.

— Rosemary Nissen-Wade