Open Poetry #6 |
Choosing My Reality |
Effigy Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 486disbelief |
Perhaps angels choose their dreams. Dreams of winter evenings and Fall colors. Perhaps these same angels dream unbearably of dispassionate mortals thinking only of insignificance and it’s allies. Penetrate O-zone, fallen sky, dreams of stars beyond humankind I embraced the spirit’s wonders and theories. I found myself lost in its vast knowledge and dreams. I explored this place of reality and imagination, where truth is blended in a delightful concoction with fiction and other details of nighttime slumber, all this only to know light shinning deep within the void. Beyond mortgage repayments, and electrical this’s and that’s I found one truth. A dream. Much more interesting than low cholesterol and a rousing game of musical chairs. In this wonderland I found. Only a few truths right from wrong. Within my heart, time is my rose. The little rose is my music. My music, my life and soul, the song of an angel’s dream. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
This is beautiful, Effigy! We do have the power to choose our reality! I like how you have put this! Denise |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
I prefer my reality mixed with equal parts of illusion and a dash of insanity . Served at the ambient temperature with shot of confusion , it can really take the edge off things .Here's to you Effigy ! Doc |
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