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deadeyes Junior Member
since 2001-11-07
Posts 33 |
The dead tress swim through the breeze drifting beside the subconscious. The gardenias stand on their feet while the anonymous looks for it's trail. Machines are running on ommissions while the brightness sucks in the madness. While rocks stare at the sculptures finding a possibility through selection. Yet, why is this entity? This reason to swim into thoughts. Is there an explanation to a mystery? Or the unknown tries to explain a being. A place where dead leaves sink and metaphors scream for meaning. A reason to freely arouse a posture but a shade blurs it's purpose. Where silent benches show their muses and a puppet greets his insecurity. While blood turns into solace and a new scene unfolds. "Silencio..no hay banda..no hay orquesta." |
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Winston Froom Junior Member
since 2001-11-28
Posts 32 |
Great post, as was to be expected. I loved the way you incorporated some elements of nature to be inside something so small as the "subconcious". One of your main concerns in terms of the topic of the poem is clear and present, though the imagery might be somewhat complex. Excellent job, I can't believe I'm the first to comment on this piece. What is wrong with this forum? Can't you people learn to distinguish good poetry? |
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