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and the broken memories of the past
beneath the dark sky where stars sleep
she arises from her dreaming mind
seeking the truth by starlight
with the mysterious music of Persia
strangled by expectations
she feels the breeze of yesterday
ascending from the bed of rumours
and the thousand years of madness
beneath the dark sky where willows weep
she shivers with yesterday's voices
feeling the aches of broken postures
inflicted upon sleepless nights
high from her addictions
she fears the applause for falling asleep
having lost the imagination of death
with the blurred vision of falling
standing alone at the window
10 comments:
having lost the imagination of death...wow great turn of phrase there...also like the rising from the bed...and the 1000 years of madness...evocative piece for sure...
"ascending from the bed of rumours..."
I liked the double meaning here.
You are good with words and emotion.
=)
Quite nice ... the way you began lines with 'she arises, shivers, feels, fears' ~ I enjoyed your poem.
I love this, Wayne!
Wonderful......
I like this structure. The parallels are almost hypnotic (which is appropriate) but the individual lines demand attention. My favorite is "she fears the applause for falling asleep"
I almost missed that last line because of the picture.
The dark sky where stars sleep...
Terrific stuff.
Nice...I especially love the opening line...
Oooooh, so very dark and thought-provoking! Lots to contemplate here.
My favorite so far for this prompt, Wayne.
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