These parcels
From the heart
Transcend embodiment
The voice of reason
They are mirages
Beyond place and time
Inverted reflections
Of faculty
For which no
Impartial translations exist
*
In the depths
Of my unconscious mind
Darkness knows no precinct
But nightmares do not disparage
They are a lustrative inkstone
Mitigating horror
Through expression
Ambrosia for the muse
*
I would stray indefinitely
In these metanoic visions
Creating maelstroms
From subterfuge
A brilliant oasis
The thrill of exotic idols
In my dreams I can be anyone
Unbound by convention
For once, a paragon of beauty
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powerful expression.
your words are well fine tuned, cheers.
Happy Potluck.
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Thank you =) Glad you enjoyed
Love it (would add something about how powerful it is, but I don’t want to be a copycat and Jingle already said it ;))!
Thank you so much =)
mesmerizing… keep me reading (like in a trans 🙂
~robin http://mysecretinnuendo.com
I may have been in a somewhat sleep state at the time lol Thank you very much =)
Wonderfully dark, yet not. Great poem!
It is kind of a mix of dream and nightmare
Muse, creation of reflection, It all dwells within us. The realization of such may come in several forms you did well to touch base on these to create yet another masterpiece. You may be the only non-rhyming poet I would take time out of my day to read multiple posts. For I can understand your words without confusion. It is something I personally struggle with so no offense to other writers, Its just for some reason, the darkness of your work speaks to me better than others can. Thanks for posting, and during the rally i will have another post about commenting >.> its nicer i promise…..^.^ so till then have a great time
I will certainly have a look at your post when it comes out =) I am so glad your enjoying my poetry and that my messages are getting across. That’s really for me the most important element. more than writing something pretty, I want to create something that stirs the reader.
In my dreams I can be anyone
Unbounded by convention”
wow that strikes home. this is profoundly deep and powerful!
I am so glad you enjoyed it =)
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Wonderful, just a superb way of describing the dreamlike state in all its glory, terror and beauty!! 🙂 🙂
Thank you Helen!
The beauty of dreams Yves is you can be whatever you want. very well done.
Thank you Michael =) Last night I dreamnt I was trying to rescue friends from the Underworld Death moved in the creepiest most invasive way *shudders* some nights I can control my dreams totally and decide precisely what I want to dream about
wow I can’t they just happen and mostly I can never remember what I dreamed.
I can’t all the time but when I can it is fabulous. I also forget a lot of what I dream, sometimes I remember pieces but usually not enough to work with, I am lucky when I retain enough to write about
I only remember a few, but they are very clear, usually not ones I want to remember either…lol
That is terrible but some nightmares do linger. Well I hope you have some truly amazing dreams and remember them =)
Seriously lady – is there anything you don’t write well? x
Awwww (hugs) you’ve made my day Jenny
well I can never fault what you put together – so as much as my critique is a bit so-so – you deserve the adulation and recognition – so cheers to you lovely for stirring the souls of many. x
Thank you again Jenny =) You’ve made me blush now haha
smiles – no need – but I am glad, everyone needs to blush now and then 🙂 x
=) I think so
I know so 🙂 x
GORGEOUS! The picture says so much of a soul seeping into the night and then your words…….Simply perfect.x
Thank you so much what a beautiful compliment =)
i like the not being afraid of the nightmares…because of your strength and the realization that you can be anyone that you want to be in your dreams….
Thank you Brian now if I only I was so brave in real life haha
This piece seems amazing!!! Merry Christmas!!
Thanks Annell! You too =)