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My reality tends to burst at the seams erupting into arbitrary daydreams that reel me in and I protest but soon I am suspended effortlessly in space Reality becomes imaginary and daydreams become my day Muscles go limp and Oh! how I lose myself-- --to glittering forests --to a contrived romance --to the intricacies of a true escape I shift between altered states of reality cotton-candy clouds a bath of tiger lilies swimming great distances across cerulean seas as the sky rains poetry and I open my mouth wide and let it fall in --finding myself to be enjoying the gloriousness of drowning in limericks and haiku and lost loves and personal whims and connotations and epitaphs and oceans and suns and clouds and... someone has just tapped me on the shoulder. |
Oh my god! This is so, so beautiful. Really, I absolutely love your imagery. If someone were to make this an art piece (you know, draw it or paint it or something), it would also make a killer art piece. I just love this, I really do. Your work is amazing me over and over. -Ethan P.S. Thank you for making my day. | Posted on 2007-12-09 00:00:00 | by Inkybro | [ Reply to This ] | This was an awsome read. It describes exactly how I feel when daydreaming. Maybe not the same day dreams as you, but hey. | I think you did an awsome job. I would have to say that my favorite part was the last line. Because it is so true. | Posted on 2007-11-08 00:00:00 | by Elissar | [ Reply to This ] | Wow, | This is wonderful. This poem was so much fun to read. This piece was so musical and inviting. I was right there dreaming with you. I really can't suggest changing a thing about this piece. I would only suggest making a part 2, but then again many sequels don't do justice to the originals. Anyway, Great Work! | Posted on 2007-11-08 00:00:00 | by nicelyJ | [ Reply to This ] | |