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To Anaïs - A Lover I Met On The Way

I had a dream

I had friends who dreamed

I had dreams that showed me my dream

I had an insistence

I had to obey.

 

You must slip off the velvet chains

You must loose your questor spirit

You must unlock the magick

You must discover the hidden path or

You must suffocate.

 

What is?  Who is?  Where is?

What is the time?

What is the date?

What is this place?

What is the purpose?

 

I bade goodbye to wife

I bade goodbye to children

I bade goodbye to dreaming friends

I bade goodbye to all that I was and

I bade goodbye to all I thought that I might become.

 

Ah that was me in youthful zeal

Ah that was when the breeze was fresh and clean

Ah that was when I laughed at danger and the rain 

Ah that was when I could dance and sing

Ah that is the question - will I dance and sing again?

 

The time is near

The time to slip away

The time to uncover

The time to discover more truth

The time to move on.

 

Goodbye, Anaïs

Thank you for what you are

Thank you for what you were

 

Goodbye, Anaïs

Thank you for the days

Thank you for the nights

 

Goodbye, Anaïs

Thank you for the wine

Thank you for your smile

 

Goodbye, Anaïs.

◄ Donegal Eden

On mishearing Macbeth Act V: “What a sigh is there!” ►

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Rick Gammon

Sun 9th Apr 2017 09:25

Thanks, Suki, it might be argued that my entire existence has had a 'psychedelicised vibe to it' ?

and I ain't alone ?

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suki spangles

Sun 9th Apr 2017 01:13

Has a magic realist slightly psychedelicised vibe to it. The choice of Anais is inspired. Excellent Ray.

Suki

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Rick Gammon

Fri 7th Apr 2017 07:20

Having slept on it and awoken - always a good way to start the day peut-être - it strikes me that this pomette is autobiographical - I used to have waking dream moments - when working as UK's most inept glassblower (not my fault that) - of being asleep in a forest glade and a passing band of troubadours waking me up saying, "You've been asleep too long."

Then followed my 'getting' the Incredible String Band (still getting them long after they disbanded) and setting off acid prompted to find 'god' (an ongoing quest - having 'found God' one then moves deeper into that endless reality).


I used the name, Anaïs, as I liked the sound of it - Betty woulda done just fine too, but there's a built in sense of 'any' there so maybe Anaïs means anyone I met on the way - everyone we meet instructs us somehow.

p.s. I just gave it a tryout in Shakespearean tempo - except for the 'bade' stanza it works quite well _ I'll try it out at posh dos :)

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raypool

Thu 6th Apr 2017 21:54

Jazztastic Rick. I imagine this would be a challenging one to get the best out of in a reading. Quite different for you I feel, but I do like variety and breadth !

Ray

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Rick Gammon

Thu 6th Apr 2017 14:21

I don't know "So long Marianne" I'll look it up ?
I don't usually write this sort of thing but it came to my head and so...
Glad it ain't too bad - it does not feel like mine but I wrote it so it must be ?
Looking at it now - the bit following the first "Goodbye Anais" could stand as a very cryptic piece on its own...

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Graham Sherwood

Thu 6th Apr 2017 11:37

There's an element of "So long Marianne" about this Rick.

I'm never very keen on the repetitive type poems, often feeling they work just as well without, but this has a poignancy although detached.

Very good work!

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Rick Gammon

Thu 6th Apr 2017 11:05

Gawd knows where this came from - there I was having a quiet cuppa - dunno if it'll survive a culling but hey ho ?

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