sprinkled with snapdragons

un.peopled
hours
slanting
violet sunshine
so quiet
un.asked dream

waking up.
a.sleep

beneath this
carven cathedral

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Published on Tuesday, August 16, 2011. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "sprinkled with snapdragons "

On Monday, March 18, 2013, BetaWolfinVA (791) wrote:

Beautifully written... do you know why there were bells with strings into the graves in the 1700's - 1800's?
On Monday, March 18, 2013, Corinthian (306) wrote:

Oh yes yes of course , and when my baby passed away I buried him with tiny ankle bells , and the others I wear in my hair . Thank you for reading Cameron
A former member wrote: Interesting you'd mention a dream here. What drew me to this was 'snapdragon', a lucid dream I had once. I awakened, ran to the field, found a clump lying in the sun, fell down on my belly and ran my hand through them...they bounced back just like in the dream. The dream was real. Waking up, asleep...this touches me.
On Monday, March 18, 2013, Corinthian (306) wrote:

For your sleeping .... http://m.youtube.com/watch?feature=related&v=Nhb3Em71Yc4#
On Monday, March 18, 2013, Corinthian (306) wrote:

The soul it never speaks ...it awakes and experiences visions. Thank you .
On Wednesday, August 17, 2011, Devilish (2633) wrote:

Yes I agree somehow i got it but im not sure why... I like that!
On Wednesday, August 17, 2011, Corinthian (306) wrote:

These are words from a deceased soul .. still wandering .. thankyou for reading
A former member wrote: It's strange because a part of me understands exactly what you mean. But my brain doesn't know what it is. And that, is awesome.