Wednesday, November 03, 2010

look to the skies

Last night I dreamed of an approaching tornado. Behind a wall of windows in a penthouse apartment, I watched the blackness gather itself into a rapidly moving wall. I remember feeling no fear, just awe and curiosity, as the swirling mass approached and filled the skyline.

Even as it took the roof from the next building and neatly placed in on the ground oddly lego-like, in the penthouse, behind a sheet of plate glass, I watched a single piece of art fall from the wall and shatter.

This morning, I saw the sun rise behind a bank of clouds, pumpkin-orange and glowing. Red sky at morning, sailors take warning. But I'm not a sailor, and it wasn't red.

12 comments:

Flannery Alden said...

Ooh, I've had tornado dreams before! And I've felt the same as you did. I liked the dreamy way you told us about this too.

Allison said...

Lovely post! Dreams can be wonderful material for posts, and you captured this one so well.

The line "And neatly placed in on the ground oddly lego-like" conjures up a great image.

Toccata said...

My dreams tend to be boring. If I'm teaching too much I continue working through math equations all night long and I clearly see each line of work step by step. Ugh! Mind you if I eat too much late at night I have wickedly crazy nightmares. Boring they are not.

kelly said...

We don't get tornados or very many amazing sunsets and sunrises. I miss those

L said...

Hmm, dream analysis time maybe. Or, as I often choose, not. :)


Lesley

Barbara Bruederlin said...

This is the first one that I remember in such detail, Flannery, it was pretty impressive, being there.

I try to stay away from talking about my dreams, Al, to avoid that whole "and then the living room became a boat and you were there but you were someone else" thing, but this one seemed pretty clear.
Thanks, it really did seem lego-like, even at the time.

I sometimes dream that I am reading, Toccata, and, like you, I see each word on the page and read each line. It's exhausting! Although no where nearly as exhausting as doing math equations would be. That's brutal.

I'm assuming it's the sunrises and sets you miss, not the tornadoes. You get some pretty great storms, though, don't you, Kelly?

I am with you on the not, Lesley, definitely not.

27thstreet said...

I can't recall having had any storm dreams, but in waking life, I've been caught out in a few bad thunderstorms. Once in Idaho I got caught in a really nasty one. Nothing to be done but scrunch close to the ground and hope the lightning didn't get too close.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Being caught in a bad storm in real life is infinitely less fun, Mr Anchovy. I recall just this summer, driving through tornado warnings, struggling to keep the truck on the road, wondering when to bail and go lie down in a ditch. Not fun.

John Mutford said...

Am I the only one who's reminded of a buttcrack by that tornado picture?

Probably.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Yes, yes you are, John. Of course now that's ALL I can see.

phlegmfatale said...

I like the post and I like the dream. I like the detachment from a big, scary chaotic thing bad to swallow you whole. You're just that ossum, possum.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Thanks, Phlegmmy!