meet in my dreams
cross parallel horizons
towards the owl light
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meet in my dreams
cross parallel horizons
towards the owl light
towards the owl light
wondering, if this songbird
will sing forever
will sing forever
cherry blossoms at her feet -
she started to dance
she started to dance
like nature's truest daughter
whose voice is sun's mirth
whose voice is sun's mirth,
calming the earth's ocean tides
and dark, troubled winds
and dark, troubled winds
whose gusts knock the boat off course
soon to find its way
soon to find its way
crawling over clouds and time
capturing sunlight
capturing sunlight
storing it within my heart
a luminous safe
a luminous safe
borrowing light from the sun
moon-faced moon-hearted
moon-faced moon-hearted
currents, they dance to the moon
fiery-hearted sand
fiery-hearted sand
swept away the pharaoh's tombs;
vanished, without pulse
vanished without pulse
the forgotten past became
a luminous dream
a luminous dream
a stroll along silver gates
on monochrome paths
on monochrome paths
color annihlatting
stings of apathy
:)
stings of apathy
in a vacuum love will fail
use rich soil instead
use rich soil instead
on a pot, on my garden
beyond the steel gate
Beyond the steel gate
Peering through the rough steel bars
I sit and wonder
I sit and wonder,
staring at champagne bottle
chaos in a glass
Chaos in a glass
Bubbling liquid fires
To blow the cap off
To blow the cap off
celebrating this one night
on top of the roof
On top of the roof
In the middle of winter
The neighbors complain
The neighbors complain
that dog howling on midnight
calling the werewolf
calling the werewolf,
to slay the dreary rutine
affections of dream
affections of dream
condensate in morning dew
but fancies linger
but fancies linger
in a whiff of perfume left
on a creased white shirt
On a creased white shirt
the dust begins to gather
for all that remains
for all that remains
We hold rage We bide time and
threaten tomorrow
Threaten tomorrow
with dark, heavy womb-like clouds
ready to burst free
ready to burst free
behind the rusted floodgate
cubic tons of tears
cubic tons of tears
cries out from my decisive
poems; a kleenex
poems; a kleenex;
a pen; a paper shredder;
a lost persona
A lost persona
becoming invisible
and fading away
and fading away
like white horses galloping
to the unconcious
to the unconscious
my thoughts diverge and swell up
to that, child's thought
to that, child's thought
rosy bloom of innocence-
angels in disguise
angels in disguise
the whole world, incognito
they appear as theives
they appear as thieves
veiled, sneaking into the night
bottling your nightmares
bottling your nightmares
and tossing the liquids out
into the green bay
into the green bay
where I drown my bleak thoughts; and
defy gravity
^:thumbs_up
defy gravity
the gods dance like wild fire
the most distant star