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Der Traum
By Corinthian
+Sometime
come the mother
Sometime
the wolf +
the soul it
never sleeps
it awakes and
experiences visions +
as the light
and his hair
disappear
light names
and
newborns
build a house
inside of his eyes
he is such a
beautiful view
blue waltz soil
and
glass string
blue spit
and living flowers
white bull
I shiver
I shake
away this pain
bell,
star
wing
&
stiff
snow
thinking
mistress
I resign
myself
beaded down
omitting blue light
on the first
morning
of the world
the lip is silent
not a sigh.
not a sigh+
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Copyright 2012 Corinthian
Published on Monday, July 9, 2012.
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On Sunday, October 12, 2014, TropicalSnowstorm
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wrote:
Beautiful piece created was such a skillful use of imagery. This was a wonderful poem to read first thing in the morning. Ciao,T/S
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On Wednesday, July 11, 2012, OLd SouL
(734) wrote:
wondering what was going on in your head as you wrote this. such a beautiful closing. reread it like 5 times. the piece coupled with the picture is captivating.
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A former member wrote:
aesthetically pleasing, you write so much like the poets from the romanticism era, what a beautiful alluring talent you have.
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On Monday, July 9, 2012, FadedBlues
(2169) wrote:
...the woman is made of stone. her tears are crystal & blessed...is there comfort in blue light, in dreams...
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