Dark Poetry #2 |
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Soliloquy to a Dream |
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Rex Member
since 2000-06-29
Posts 482Houston, Texas ![]() |
Flagstones patterned, fringed with grass, Blaze the way that my feet must pass To the postern gate that's a sesame To a wilding place of tranquility. Where dawns are opal and dusks are pearl, And dreams are couched in the tender curl Of an unborn rose, whose roots lie deep In the brown, mossed earth where seedlings sleep, And indigo shadows, in cool caress Ease the heart with their tenderness. Tall trees bending in easy sway Rustle their leaves in a lazy way, Whispering vagaries...sly coquettes... Of conquests made...and a few regrets. Scattered blossoms in ruby hue Blanket the beds where tulips grew When spring was young and early dawn Served them with diamonds to feast upon; And a drifting petal's velvet touch, Like the lips of one we have loved too much, Awakens dreams and reveries float Over Memory's sea, as a spirit boat That is silver-sailed and vision crewed, Blown by winds of a vagrant mood, Till lost forever where waters blend With deep'ning clouds at journey's end; Leaving but stardust on breaking wave Like elfin ghosts of the hopes it gave. But a breeze comes wafting a soft perfume From a locust tree hung in purple bloom, And sorrow fades, as a moth in white Turns gold in the sun on his upward flight From a burnished blossom, straight and high By a rainbow stair to a sapphire sky! And songs are born and echoes ring In the limpid notes that content can bring ...Yet deep from the soul a longing springs For a greater solace than earthly things Can offer a heart...and my empty hands Reach where a form in the shadow stands, To clasp but a wraith...of love dream-born... A shred of mist from a white cloud torn, And memories haunt this jeweled retreat That is dream-swept now...and incomplete! |
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AndrewDL Junior Member
since 2000-07-02
Posts 24California |
What great imagery of a dreamy world. One could see every thing, from the first blade of grass to the last cloud. Beautiful work. -Andrew Trust too much, and you may be deceived, but trust too little and you will live in torment forever. |
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Hardrock Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 948New Hampshire, USA |
I have no superlatives left to use....I'll just say marvelous. Hardrock |
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Jeremiah Johnson Senior Member
since 2000-06-08
Posts 1223Brooksville, Fl, U.S |
a dream world all its own i enjoyed this alot and please do keep it up my friend. this was simpley wonderful. I'm a dying romantic and when i can no longer write i can no longer live -Jeremiah Johnson- |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Wow! Great piece Rex. Really enjoyed the read. See you and I have something sorta in common...we both live in the Houston area...me over by The Woodlands. Look forward to reading more of your "stuff". jwesley |
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