Open Poetry #2 |
Dream |
The Keeper Of Keys Junior Member
since 1999-09-02
Posts 39 |
It comes to me in my sleep Vivid colors violently twisted Yet plesantly neat Dark mists rising from the floor Heavy fog As if from the storytellers lore Unknown to all but me My retreat and escape This is my dream ------------------ ~^~^~The Keeper Of Keys~^~^~ To be nobody but yourself--In a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you like everybody else--Means to fight the hardest battle any human being can fight, and never stop fighting. |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Okay, I can't say as I disliked this...but to me it seems unfinished. I understand that dreams can be an escape from reality, but I am left to wonder after reading this, what comes to you in your sleep? ------------------ "Nobody has measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold" ~Zelda Fitzgerald |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Hoot is right but you have a good start. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
"Unknown to all but me". I think that says it all!! Very good! ------------------ Denise |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
I liked that a lot!!! I just plain really enjoy your writing!!! Hmm..where have I heard those words before?? Justbleu Keep it up Mr. Keys!! ------------------ "Is she living in a dream, Is she playing make-believe???" |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
nice |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
enjoyed ARCTIC WIND |
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