Poetry Blogs (2013, dreams)

DREAMING FOR ALL TO SEE

You say I'm a dreamer
And so I may be
But the dreams I have aren't just for me
They're for you and all to see

The dream is love,
Is life and joy
A dream of peace
Of shelter from the storm

The dream is the lifeblood 
Flowing through my veins
The dream will always be
All to see all that remains

You say I'm a dreamer
I tend to agree
But I dream not ...

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In The Arms Of Morpheus

drifting over

dew cast lawns

bare footed and silent

the silken threads

of spiders webs

lacing toes with frost

melting footprints

cross the path

lead gently to

a flowing river

where dreams

pop to the surface

in silver bubbles

before being lost

In the flowing eddies

the trees

gather close

e...

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I look at you

You don’t look back

You can’t hear what I’m saying

Blinkered, you start to backtrack

Into your world of playthings

I wish you’d join me

You never know what you might see.

A thousand fountains – a million forms of ecstasy

A trillion ways to make your brain cells dance

But you won’t even try, your pupils are too blind

I’ll speak to

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are we recording?

yes?

with that the withered concierge told me

“we don’t want your type around here

too white”

regardless I made love to a cultural icon

away from the conference table

out of sight of the knowing grins

I made her smile

and as  ziggy played for time with no

reason nor rhyme

there and then I decided to hide this story in a

cavernous...

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Jail Writings* (letters to self)

-I dreamt that I woke up in someone else's bunk bed. under the mat I found an array of knives, shanks and "evil" shrine material wrapped up in a mess. Guards dress me like a doll. I guess they found me at virginia avenue in minneapolis. not knowing why is the worst, especially because you were there. drunken idiot.

-even time to waste i...

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I remember the joy and confusion.

A touch of your lips was not an illusion.

Almost love, almost fall into the abyss.

I know the secret of loneliness,

It’s a mystery and it is soundness,

The dream that was just a fess.

I run in a hush and in snowy garden

Longing and wishing to say ‘pardon’.

Missing the only one every day harden.

I reme...

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The curtains a cocoon

which I have outgrown

crushing me

though I dare not venture out

my wings maimed

by an internal eternity.

Some days they open

as the sunlight shines

and snow falls

yet it remains a parallel world

a door to an unfamiliar universe

remains locked.

Even inside plates pile up

like a porcelain possum

they pl...

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