THRIVABLE SOCIETY JOURNAL
ISSUE: WINTER 2023
Slow Poem of Selected Dreams
By Melissa Pierce
Thrivable Society Journal
Winter 2023
I dreamed that tree and plant roots grew into my body
tendrils and sprouts – holding me up well past what I could endure on my own
But the most emotionally resonate dream I’ve ever had was of kissing the flowers of a giant magnolia tree
soft petaled lips to lips
A bow shock of light
arching over me
directing a symphony of stars from my dreaming bed into the branches of a tree
I dreamed about a car
keyed to your bio feedback and emotional attachments.
Curious thing, its anti road rage features demanded your docile agape
Curiouser was the dream in which we raised encrypted snails
the nautilus of their shells twisted and multiple.
“We can’t salt them.” you said, as if I’d thought that was an option
We kept time by each other’s heartbeats.
We practiced slowing our pulse
when we together
so the day stretched longer,
quietly deliberating between the infinite hallways woven from possibility, maybe, and improbability
It felt like
raindrops soaking into the earth and spreading through the soil.
It felt like belonging.