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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4430 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Observing the Dreamer Vienna (Carole Barley) Dreamer, you are risefall soft and unaware; all the mysticism of sepia, the moon sails to Faraway on your brow, and I, caught on tidal breath, lean and sway. You are Baroque, fallen statue draped; become landscape, deep shadow, star picked heights and hollows, plains to jungle, mellowmerged. Precious hidden planets, what dreams whirr in circlets behind the deepdark, fringed and flickering? There is nothing to speak of, Michaelangelo carved lips and turned away. Glosses of onyx, full first gleam of chestnut split from pith, white folds, crisp scent cotton; sleep movement entices and betrays, you roll, loll, cast snow and sleekdamp shadow. |
