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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Prompt 34 “My first…”

02_The_Falling_Leafs_Girl_by_pesareThis is week’s prompt is about firsts!

Some suggestion to ponder

First crush

First kiss

First job

First car

First poem or story you’ve ever written

First publication

First dance recital

You get the idea.  You can also do a fictional piece (first kill, first transformation as a werewolf, first trip to another planet etc. etc.)