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Dreamscape Four |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Dreamscape Four If I shut slip blink wink this inner goldgreen eye into thenow, where certain ayes admit acceptance of curtained unknowns, mayhap that dram of dream will return where Kansas becomes a quilt piece again and torn are the memories of me along some rocky shoreline, where eye spy thenow of you as carnival mirrors cavort your physical from short to tall, and lights change your hair from blond to dark, where you are one, thenow and go your away as I ahh, walk awake with a one I know knew, loved lovely lonely we are together but upon which shore, where some seaside creature floats alive upside down, belly up as if to show its own inner aye to some fortunate table of feasts to which it will come, alive only to feed thenow into submission, as you and eye the stormy center of thenow, and it becomes important to discern where is there by scent, which sore shore might we walk, you and I, now, so we measure, us too, two, where the rocks surround us, wet with spray, but foam barely builds, air so mild, though if we were south, there’d be no rock, and if east, no warmth, while west would bring stronger surf, but all around us are beached boys, with only bored in their palms, and we are vacant of trees. The now thenow the/n/ow where the boys were men from yesterlife and all the eyes of the lands melded with salt and flying cows but somehow, someway you stayed the storm. And carnival mirrors swallowed thenow. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
I'll have some of whatever it is you're drinking! ~ for it surely stretches the imagination!  Love & Sun Light, Linda  |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
OMG this is good, love the word perversion "goldengreen","thenow", "yesterlife", is perfectly placed throughout,like signs that bring the reader back from wandering through the maze in the wrong direction, just in time to find their way to the very satisfying exit....  -----------ice ><> |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
What Ford said, Karilea. Excellent excellent write!! Hugs~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Angelheart Senior Member
since 2005-09-08
Posts 754Jacksonville,FL USA |
this is a good right, and thanks for sharing. Poetry can get you very far |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
Like a buoy landing you have gone into a beautiful sense of fun Love it for quality and being different Dave |
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Spiros Zafiris Senior Member
since 2002-10-20
Posts 982Canada |
.as i read, i understood quite fully for a fraction..and thoughrouly enjoyed.. spiros - |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
The now thenow the/n/ow where the boys were men from yesterlife and all the eyes of the lands melded with salt and flying cows but somehow, someway you stayed the storm. And carnival mirrors swallowed thenow  |
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Constance Member
since 2001-07-28
Posts 393Ohio |
I agree with all above---wish I could have written such a piece. Smiles, Constance |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
This is certainly like a dream. I do love reading your dreamscapes, SIL. Going back for another study. ....jo |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sissie "The now thenow the/n/ow where the boys were men from yesterlife and all the eyes of the lands melded with salt and flying cows but somehow, someway you stayed the storm." I could live within your poem...in fact, I think I will!! |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
You have such a broad range of talent and words....Envious, I must say...and proud to be a friend. |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
The ever-reaching dimensions of your mind push past all horizons. You are such fun to read. Ken Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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