Who Is â€œFantasticaâ€ in Blue? (The Green Pen)

Through a minefield

of impossibilities

worlds that were not our

after a day (in the countryside).

We were overwhelmed

& after one week

we had our eyes

kept closed.

Within the green pen it's blue

did you say

happy

to avoid madness

to become

because of confusion

we awaited nothing much

never despair

we didn't hold their breath

rather scandal passion

built dimension the crusher.

You couldn't doubt it

not us

familiar vibration

neutrals taste led

to doubt us

neutral soap

of an impasse in the next

dimension crushers.

When I finally found a world

green & blue

when I was myself

sure was

nothing was safe

among us

ultrasound

so as it was.

Who is “Fantastica”?

(In Blue).

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Published on Sunday, February 17, 2013. Filed under: "Poetry"

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Comments on "Who Is â€œFantasticaâ€ in Blue? (The Green Pen)"

On Sunday, February 17, 2013, Stephanie Sideways (276) wrote:

Who tried to crush your dimension of creativity? And then was there internal conflict amongst a group of like minds? Interesting read .
On Saturday, February 23, 2013, metaphormachine (133) wrote:

The own music world has collapsed ... personal differences and the split our band ... because of a maiden ... then came the blues ... thus lost a dimension of creation ... Thank you, sweet Lionheart!