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Night Frets |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion 
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Bolt upright, middle of the night Swimming before me, floating free Twisting, chanting, calling destiny Coming What could this apparition be and am I dreaming? How could there be no sound and still be screaming? Passing though me like a spectre, no reasoning Reckoning It insists on talking, provoking I shut my eyes, cover my head It moves above me, spinning the bed Calling Thoughts merge, converge, take aim Have my fears all come to pass? Is this an impenetrable impasse? Focusing Its message fills the air I breathe I struggle to grasp its meaning Both sympathetic and demeaning Recognizing Time is ticking, clicking in my brain With increasing rapidity, it seems Once there was enough left over to dream Quickening Our time here a crime if wasted Shadows lengthen, it’s late in the day Don’t keep running, hiding away Dawning Isn’t this exciting to know? No parachute, now that I’ve let go! Living © 1999 Corinne Bailey |
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Julie Senior Member
since 1999-08-20
Posts 739Houston, TX |
Interesting piece...felt drawn in. |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Nicely done.Liked the message here. ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Certainly sounds like nightmares to me! Great piece of writing here. Very captivating. ------------------ Denise |
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