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Johnny Panicked in His Field of Dreams

Contributed by Overstated on Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 04:22:25 PM in AEST
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Johnny panicked me and made me afraid,
He lived in a field of dreams,
I don’t know what he’s capable of today,
I don’t know all he says,
But he whispers things to me,
Things I can’t ever repeat.

His field is greener than jealously,
His field of dreams trickles onto all that he sees,

Yesterday; his gas hand grappled his throat once again,
Maybe this time everyone will stop thinking it’s pretend,
You can’t keep an eye on everything you own my friend,
Johnny; your soul was never pure,
But you’ve made your home feel so secure,
Everyone you touch tells you:
“Its time to let go”
They don’t say it,
But you can feel it,
Their navy hands tell you so.

Today; you race away the kids,
Into your clandestine room,

If you could grant yourself one more wish,
I wonder what it would be,
Maybe to stop writing;
To scythe your dreams away,
To touch life once again,
Give us all an authentic smile,
Tell us all it’s over and you’re alive again!
And escape your field of dreams,
But you can’t do that,
So you cut yourself away from them all,
One more time,
And Panicked; one last time,
As the hands of gas grappled your insides

The fifties and you died,
Sylvia, your field of dreams is now always alive.




Copyright © Overstated ... [ 2004-09-12 16:22:25]
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Re: Johnny Panicked in His Field of Dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 04:53:48 PM AEST
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Some good imagery here, but I'm not sure I get the real meaning of this..sorry...
Jenni


Re: Johnny Panicked in His Field of Dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by Overstated on Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 05:03:12 PM AEST
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AUTHOR NOTE:

Hey Jenni, this poem is playing homage to Sylvia Plath one of my favourite writers - who wrote of a character called Johnny Panic (and the Bible of Dreams) - I'm just trying to create new meanings behind her character to illustrate how closely linked she is her character.

The final stanza is more to do with her demise than of Johnny, – she famously committed suicide whilst leaving her children protected upstairs.

I hope that answers you question thank you so much for commenting on my work though – your very kind!


Re: Johnny Panicked in His Field of Dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 05:13:08 PM AEST
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Thanks for the explanation, Rod.. I must confess, for a teacher, I am not well-read..lol... I am not familiar of Sylvia's work, but you make it sound so interesting with this poem. Perhaps I'll have to visit a library or bookstore soon.....
Thanks again for sharing this...
Jenni


Re: Johnny Panicked in His Field of Dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 05:15:13 PM AEST
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* DARN* Familiar WITH...
I'm getting tired here..goneeeeeeeeeeee.
Jenni


Re: Johnny Panicked in His Field of Dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by sober_punk_2 on Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 05:29:52 PM AEST
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good mysterious


Re: Johnny Panicked in His Field of Dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 12th September 2004 @ 05:39:44 PM AEST
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Excellent write. I never could get into her work. She was just too 'odd' and dark for my particular taste. Yet she was very talented. One life wasted.

Rita


Re: Johnny Panicked in His Field of Dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by a_bear on Monday, 13th September 2004 @ 08:45:54 PM AEST
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I wish I understood it ...to me it seems that someone is wanting to hold on to material things..and not living life.. still living in a time that has passed . I don't know..but I liked it. Odd that.


Re: Johnny Panicked in His Field of Dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by a_bear on Monday, 13th September 2004 @ 08:51:51 PM AEST
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Ok..now I've read your explanation, re-read the poem..I get the hand of gas..How far away was I rotfl...great write..Now I get it. Duh!!!!


Re: Johnny Panicked in His Field of Dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by PumpkinPie on Monday, 13th September 2004 @ 11:16:15 PM AEST
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Wow this was incredible to read,truly gifted write.I didn't know either who this woman was,but through this write,you let others discover her,and kept her soul remembered and alive.Beautifully done Rod,
PumpkinPie


Re: Johnny Panicked in His Field of Dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by Kindredblood_dragon on Saturday, 25th September 2004 @ 08:15:55 AM AEST
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A beautiful Dedication to a write, I am sorry to say I have never heard of but no slite intended. Awesome write full of so much imagary, leaving lasting pictures deep within.
Cool poem


Re: Johnny Panicked in His Field of Dreams (User Rating: 1 )
by Kindredblood_dragon on Saturday, 25th September 2004 @ 08:17:02 AM AEST
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OOPS sorry ment to say writer, but as usaul typed away without looking at my speeling sheesh sorry.




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