On the Threshold
By metaphormachine
Reason ceases
mind
warred
fantasy defeated
In my
father's
name
They took me
my self
on the threshold
None
A sip of liquid
poetry & madness
brain nectar
curse
(d)
Super-soft
vanishes
the beyond
Beyond
us
seen near
hell & wine
Melodies
sound
mock
spoil
Coast
desert
sea
storm
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Copyright 2013 metaphormachine
Published on Sunday, January 13, 2013.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
Poem 4 - Book 1 of 15 - A Gentle Time Robbery -Comments on "On the Threshold"
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On Monday, January 14, 2013, deathndismay
(93) wrote:
Sounds like the threshold of sanity.. I crossed that once..... Not comin back! Welcome to DP. 10/10
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On Tuesday, January 15, 2013, metaphormachine
(133) wrote:
Yeah! We both seem to have been lucky ... Thank you ... Point Man! ;)