Dreaming #Covid_19

Two nights ago, I experienced my first Covid-related dream. Often, if a dream is memorable enough to stay in your mind for hours after waking, you realise its fragmented storyline was a weaving together of snippets out of your previous day, things you’ve read or experienced in the past, and whatever is your present chief preoccupation.

My pandemic dream was interesting, to say the least. Someone had drilled through rock layers and accidentally released the Covid-19 virus from the age of dinosaurs into our time. Thus scientists concluded that this virus caused dinosaurs’ extinction — ┬áthe event known as Cretaceous-Tertiary — and would be the cause of humanity’s extinction, too. I thought to myself (still in my dream), Okay, this thing is too big to fight, so best to enjoy myself while I can, out in the sunshine hopefully prolonging my life with Vitamin D. Then I went on to dream about a rather fine Jaguar convertible sports car.

Isn’t the mind great? I realised the drilling part of my dream originated from the fact that several oil drillers had started following me on Instagram, despite my profile making it clear that I am into conservation and nature. Of course, if you’re into eco stuff, you’re bound to think about extinction quite a lot, so the dinosaur theme is a logical extension of this. As for the car, I have long held the mistaken belief that oil comes from dead dinosaurs: however, since my dream, I have discovered it comes from decayed marine organisms. Never too late to learn!

Has anyone else had any Covid-related dreams they would like to share?

Monday Morning #Haiku 202 — Lockdown Sky

May 2020

Breathe deep. Look skyward.
Nature reclaims the airways.
Forget-me-not blue.

May 2012

Vapour cLouds up high...
we scribble the world's future
with metal crayons.

Perspectives #Haikai

In this space, my form.
Inhale ~ pause ~ exhale.
My moment, that's all.
Close by bumble-bee
locked in buzz pollination.
Its moment, that's all.  
Mid-distant birds swoop
upon windwoosh air currents.
Their moment, that's all.
Far-off faux hornet,
motorcyclist races time.
His moment, that's all.
Beyond orbs, dark space.
Airless, lightless, void between.
Our moments are all.