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The sleep of dreams (blood and vomit)
Contributed by
iodinelove
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Sunday, 22nd January 2006 @ 03:23:09 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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The countenance of my love is a star slipping across the darkest seas.
May her eyes lift upon this nightly, shadowed form cast beneath the cadencies of fear, lest her heart be lost with the rising of the sun.
Across a thousand expanse of desert, I have wandered.
I have seen the hemorrhaging of a brand new sun upon the early day.
I have stumbled upon the blackest black sands, the whitest night one could ever see.
I have seen beauty fail.
I have seen death first hand;
the blood on her lips, the faintest breathing of her tears.
I have found a bloated, maggot infested child rotting in the dank heat of an Arizona sky.
I have seen the arms of friends and lovers speckled and tracked black across the needles seam.
I have seen the blood and vomit on the walls.
I have heard the laughter, and the laughter hurts the most.
The countenance of my love is thunder burdened by the rain,
a silver blue and blond breaking the silences of seas.
I am ready to sleep the sleep of dreams.
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Re: The sleep of dreams (blood and vomit)
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by Butterflygirl40 on
Wednesday, 25th January 2006 @ 06:29:05 PM AEST
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| Wow!! awsome write ,,, |
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Re: The sleep of dreams (blood and vomit)
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 26th January 2006 @ 03:37:50 AM AEST
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some beautiful metaphors here...somehow hued with a crestfallen tone.
i truly appeal to the line : "hemorrhaging of a new sun". it is somewhat grotesque...strangely appealing, yes.
Seems like some of the 'figurative' language, speaks some remote truth?
simply awe inspiring is this piece.
i look forward to more..and more.
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