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    dots Submission Name: Garden of Heartsdots

    Author: ShadowParadox
    Elite Ratio:    2.73 - 25/68/35
    Words: 415
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    “Stitched In A Daydream Of Nonsense”

    Butterflies crying diamonds
    While Bone-Woman flashes her Mona Lisa smile
    There’s ghost on every rapture overturning,
    The avenues of tombstones
    Parallel to Cinder’s glass slipper . . .
    “Why did she leave her shoe behind?”
    Twisted murmurs shuffling in ears
    “Because she tripped over her guilt!”
    Chuckles the Mad Hatter sipping Poetry tea
    “NO!, Time was running out, you insolent tea drinker!”
    Screams White Rabbit.
    Blood drips from Snow’s lips
    As she slowly cracks her knuckles
    “Too many apples on the ground . . . “
    Her voice sounding like flower petals,
    Whispering against the wind
    There was a storm arising
    Wolves growling
    Epitaxy nails tap tapping
    Madness bloomed inside a teacup rose
    “This world is nothing but a broken crystal ball.”
    Muttered the Witch
    Silence was dipped in butter and eaten hastily
    Fairyland is nothing more than a Fairy tale ghost town
    “Just like reality; most times.”
    Chesire Cat grumbled
    Inside this Garden of Hearts
    Words are shuffled like a deck of cards
    Epitaph thoughts sometimes are smashed and forgotten
    “Help! We all are dead lost souls; all is not well”
    Wails the town crier
    His ghost swirling through the emerald trees
    Alice clicks her teeth
    “Never follow the rabbit down a hole;
    It’s like a gamble,
    You never know if it’s going to be a paradise
    Or absolute chaos”
    The sky is dancing with the c louds
    The moon is singing
    Its nighttime and Insanity
    Wants to come out and play
    But why should it?
    Counting scars
    Which the razor created
    Have we learned our lesson?
    That we should love the body
    Which was kindly given to us?
    In order for our souls to set
    Comfortably in a beautiful shell
    Though conversation
    Is quite twisted in the garden
    There’s meaning in each
    Can you riddle it
    With a fiddle and not be fickle?
    Sometimes its good to be mad
    Other times a laugh is rather nice
    Its pretty neat looking at the flowers here
    Pulsing with the heartbeat of each corpse
    Can’t you hear and see it or is it just me?
    “There’s nothing to see here. OFF With Your Head!”
    Shouts the Queen of Hearts
    As she folds herself
    The garden and
    The fairy tale ghosts
    Ripping my poem into dust
    And evaporating inside my pen
    . . . never mind
    Imagination can only be seen
    By the one who imagines it~

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    | Posted on 2015-04-15 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]
      I totally disagree with your conclusion. Imaginations immaturity if adequately described can be fundamentally pervasive elementally. Though prophylaxes protocols would seem to contraindicate we are allowed to love each other. Your fantasia fantastications are felicity incarnate. I can't hardly wait to read some more.

    | Posted on 2015-03-11 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]

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