Meditations Of A Hope

By Muse

Gasoline-tinted bubbles,
Like snowglobes to forgotton worlds in a dreamer's eye
A twinkle of sunbursts flash by with each slow turn


Is this a dream?
A helpless levitation of fantasies turned solid? Pushed down by unknown hands, buoyed up by a lover's breath?


Gravitation, Rotation...
Wrapped among a peace ridden silence aside hushed antiques...almost as though each sphere was a memory in itself...The filmy surface splashed with the gentle scent of soap


Is all to be lost?
Here, in a room of aged toys and dust of spun gold?



A simple wrong touch results in an offended 'pop', the cherished moment lost only to leave behind the rank taste of sorrow mingled with the bitterness of regret.

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© 2007 Muse
Published on Monday, July 9, 2007.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: pretty neat stuff ya got there (smiley face)

  • Equinox Asylum On Friday, July 13, 2007, Equinox Asylum (140)By person wrote:

    Hope as precious as a child blowing through a plastic ring only to find the burst of reality. Fantastic! Nice to see you semi-active again.

  • nur hidayah On Monday, July 9, 2007, nur hidayah (114)By person wrote:

    Gasoline-tinted bubbles indeed. Brilliant. I love the imagery here. I can taste it.

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